< Psalms 7 >

1 The psalm of David which he sung to the Lord for the words of Chusi the son of Jemini. O Lord my God, in thee have I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, nĩngwĩhitha harĩwe; honokia na ũũthare kuuma kũrĩ arĩa othe manyingatithagia,
2 Lest at any time he seize upon my soul like a lion, while there is no one to redeem me, nor to save.
tondũ waga gwĩka ũguo mekũndembũranga o ta mũrũũthi, o na mandinangie icunjĩ hatarĩ mũndũ ũngĩndeithia.
3 O Lord my God, if I have done this thing, if there be iniquity in my hands:
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ingĩkorwo nĩnjĩkĩte ũndũ ũcio, na ngorwo njĩkĩte ũũru na moko makwa,
4 If I have rendered to them that repaid me evils, let me deservedly fall empty before my enemies.
na ingĩkorwo njĩkĩte mũndũ ũũru ũrĩa ũtarĩ na haaro na niĩ, kana ngatunya thũ yakwa kĩndũ hatarĩ gĩtũmi-rĩ,
5 Let the enemy pursue my soul, and take it, and tread down my life on the earth, and bring down my glory to the dust.
hĩndĩ ĩyo kĩreke thũ yakwa ĩnyiingatithie na ĩĩnyiite; tũma ĩrangĩrĩrie muoyo wakwa tĩĩri-inĩ, na ĩtũme ngome rũkũngũ-inĩ.
6 Rise up, O Lord, in thy anger: and be thou exalted in the borders of my enemies. And arise, O Lord my God, in the precept which thou hast commanded:
Arahũka Wee Jehova, marakara-inĩ maku; rũgama ũũkĩrĩre thũ ciakwa na marũrũ. Ũkĩra Wee Ngai wakwa, ũtuanĩre ciira na kĩhooto.
7 And a congregation of people shall surround thee. And for their sakes return thou on high.
Andũ a ndũrĩrĩ arĩa monganĩte nĩmagũthiũrũrũkĩrie. Mathamakĩre ũrĩ kũu igũrũ;
8 The Lord judgeth the people. Judge me, O Lord, according to my justice, and according to my innocence in me.
Jehova nĩagĩtuĩre andũ othe ciira. Wee Jehova, nduĩra ciira, kũringana na ũthingu wakwa, na kũringana na ũrũngĩrĩru wakwa, Wee Ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.
9 The wickedness of sinners shall be brought to nought: and thou shalt direct the just: the searcher of hearts and reins is God.
Wee Ngai mũthingu, o Wee ũthuthuuragia meciiria na ngoro, kinyia ũhinya wa andũ arĩa aaganu mũthia, na ũtũme andũ arĩa athingu matũũre na thayũ.
10 Just is my help from the Lord: who saveth the upright of heart.
Ngai-Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno nĩwe ngo yakwa, ũrĩa ũhonokagia arĩa arũngĩrĩru ngoro.
11 God is a just judge, strong and patient: is he angry every day?
Ngai nĩwe ũtuanagĩra ciira na kĩhooto, nĩ Mũrungu ũrĩa wonanagia marakara make o mũthenya.
12 Except you will be converted, he will brandish his sword: he hath bent his bow and made it ready.
Mũndũ angĩaga kũgarũrũka, nĩekũmũnoorera rũhiũ rwake rwa njora; ũta wake nĩaũtungĩte na akaũgeeta.
13 And in it he hath prepared the instruments of death, he hath made ready his arrows for them that burn.
Nĩahaarĩirie indo ciake cia mbaara cia kũũragana; akahaarĩria mĩguĩ yake ĩkũrĩrĩmbũka mwaki.
14 Behold he hath been in labour with injustice; he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth iniquity.
Mũndũ ũrĩa ũgĩte nda ya waganu, na akooha nda ya thĩĩna, aciaraga maheeni.
15 He hath opened a pit and dug it; and he is fallen into the hole he made.
Mũndũ ũrĩa wenjaga irima na akarĩthikũria, agũũaga o irima rĩu enjete.
16 His sorrow shall be turned on his own head: and his iniquity shall comedown upon his crown.
Thĩĩna ũrĩa aambĩrĩirie ũmũcookagĩrĩra we mwene, haaro yake ĩkamũgwĩra mũtwe wake mwene.
17 I will give glory to the Lord according to his justice: and will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.
Nĩngũcookeria Jehova ngaatho tondũ wa ũthingu wake, na ngooce rĩĩtwa rĩa Jehova Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno na rwĩmbo.

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