Psalms 60

1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine, When he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal and Joab returned and slew of Edom, in the vale of the saltpits, twelve thousand men. O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.

Kumutungamiri wokuimba namaimbirwo e“Ruva reMahapa reSungano.” Rwiyo rweMikitami rwaDhavhidhi. Rwokudzidzisa. Paakarwa neAramu Naharaimu neAramu Zobha, uye panguva yakadzoka Joabhu akaparadza zviuru gumi nezviviri zvavaEdhomu muMupata woMunyu. Makatiramba, imi Mwari, uye mukatirwisa; makanga makatsamwa, zvino tidzorei henyu!

2 Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.

Makazungunusa nyika mukaitsemura napakati; gadzirai henyu mitswe yayo, nokuti iri kudengenyeka.

3 Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.

Makaratidza vanhu venyu nguva dzakaoma; makatipa waini inotidzedzeresa.

4 Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.

Asi kuna vanokutyai, makasimudza mureza kuti urege kupfaranyurwa neuta. Sera

5 Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.

Tiponesei uye tibatsirei noruoko rwenyu rworudyi, kuti avo vamunoda varwirwe.

6 God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

Mwari akataura ari muimba yake tsvene achiti: “Ndichaganhura Shekemu nesimba uye ndichayera Mupata weSukoti.

7 Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:

Gireadhi nderangu, uye Manase ndowangu; Efuremu inguwani yangu yakasimba, Judha itsvimbo yangu.

8 Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.

Moabhu ndiwo mudziyo wangu wokushambira, pamusoro paEdhomu ndipo pandinokanda shangu yangu; pamusoro paFiristia ndinopururudza mukukunda.”

9 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

Ndianiko achandiisa kuguta rakakomberedzwa? Ndianiko achanditungamirira kuenda kuEdhomu?

10 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?

Hamusimi, iyemi Mwari, iyemi makatiramba here, uye mukarega kubuda nehondo dzedu?

11 Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.

Tibatsirei pavavengi vedu, nokuti rubatsiro rwavanhu haruna maturo.

12 Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.

NaMwari wedu, tichakunda, uye achatsikira vavengi vedu pasi.