Psalms 70

1 Unto the end, a psalm for David, to bring to remembrance that the Lord saved him. O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, hiũha ũũhonokie; Wee Jehova ũka narua ũndeithie.

2 Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:

Andũ arĩa mendaga kũnjũraga maroconorithio na manyiitwo nĩ kĩrigiicano; arĩa othe mendaga nyanangwo marocooka na thuutha maconokete.

3 Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: Tis well, tis well.

Andũ arĩa mathekagĩrĩra makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Haiya! Haiya!” marocooka na thuutha maconokete.

4 Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee; and let such as love thy salvation say always: The Lord be magnified.

No arĩa othe makũrongoragia marokena na macanjamũke; arĩa mendete ũhonokio waku marotũũra moigaga atĩrĩ, “Ngai arotũgĩrio!”

5 But I am needy and poor; O God, help me. Thou art my helper and my deliverer: O Lord, make no delay.

No rĩrĩ, niĩ ndĩ mũthĩĩni na mũbatari; Wee Ngai, hiuha ũũke kũrĩ niĩ. Wee nĩwe ũteithio wakwa na mũhonokia wakwa; Wee Jehova, ndũkagonderere gũũka kũndeithia.