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.

Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Chikumbiro. Kurumidzai kundiponesa, imi Mwari; Haiwa Jehovha kurumidzai kuuya mundibatsire.

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

Vanotsvaka upenyu hwangu ngavanyadziswe uye vakanganiswe; vose vanofarira kuparara kwangu ngavadzorwe shure vanyare.

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.

Vanoti kwandiri, “Hekani waro! Hekani waro!” ngavadzorerwe shure nokuda kwenyadzi dzavo.

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.

Asi vose vanokutsvakai ngavafare nokufarisisa mamuri; vanoda ruponeso rwenyu ngavagare vachiti, “Mwari ngaakudzwe!”

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

Asi ndiri murombo nomushayiwi; uyai nokukurumidza kwandiri, imi Mwari. Imi muri mubatsiri wangu nomurwiri wangu; Haiwa Jehovha, musanonoka.