Psalms 73
1 A psalm of Asaph. Truly God is good to Israel, to those whose minds are pure.
Thaburi ya Asafu Ti-itherũ Ngai nĩ mwega harĩ andũ a Isiraeli, harĩ andũ arĩa atheru ngoro.
2 But I was stumbling, my feet were starting to slide,
No niĩ-rĩ, magũrũ makwa maratigĩtie hanini matenderũke; ndaarĩ o hakuhĩ kũgũa.
3 because I was jealous of self-important people—I saw how well the wicked were doing.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩndaiguagĩra arĩa etĩĩi ũiru, rĩrĩa ndonire kũgaacĩra kwa andũ arĩa aaganu.
4 They don't ever seem to get sick; they are strong and healthy.
Nĩgũkorwo matithĩĩnĩkaga; mĩĩrĩ yao nĩ mĩgima na ĩkoragwo na hinya.
5 They don't have problems like other people; they don't get hit by disasters like everybody else.
Matikoragwo na moritũ ta andũ arĩa angĩ, na matikoragwo nĩ mathĩĩna marĩa makoraga andũ.
6 They wear their pride like a necklace; they clothe themselves with violence.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio mwĩtĩĩo nĩguo mũgathĩ wao; o ene mehumbaga ũhinya.
7 Their eyes bulge out because they're so fat; their minds are full of selfish vanity.
Ũmũ wa ngoro ciao ũtherũkaga o ũmaramari; meciiria mao mooru matirĩ mũhaka.
8 They mock people, and speak maliciously; they arrogantly threaten cruelty.
Nĩ andũ a kĩnyũrũri, na maaragia ndeto cia rũmena; maaragia na mwĩtĩĩo ũhoro wa kũhinyĩrĩria andũ arĩa angĩ.
9 They talk irreverently against heaven above, and defame people here on earth.
Tũnua twao twaragia ũũru wa gũũkĩrĩra igũrũ, nacio nĩmĩ ciao ikegwatĩra thĩ yothe.
10 As a result people turn to them and drink in everything they say.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio andũ ao nĩmakamacokerera na metĩkie ũrĩa wothe makoiga.
11 “God won't find out,” they say. “The Most High doesn't even know what's going on!”
Makoiga atĩrĩ, “Mũrungu angĩmenya atĩa? Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno nĩarĩ na ũmenyo?”
12 Look at these wicked people! They don't have a care in the world, and they're always making money!
Ũũ nĩguo andũ arĩa aaganu matariĩ: tondũ gũtirĩ ũndũ ũmamakagia, makĩragĩrĩria o gũtonga.
13 It's been pointless to keep my mind pure and my hands clean.
Ti-itherũ, nĩnjigĩte ngoro yakwa ĩrĩ theru o tũhũ; thambĩtie moko makwa makaaga gwĩka ũũru o tũhũ.
14 I'm cursed with suffering all day long; every morning I'm punished.
Nĩgũkorwo ndindaga na mĩnyamaro mũthenya wothe; herithĩtio rũciinĩ o rũciinĩ.
15 If I'd talked like this to others, I would have betrayed your people.
Ingĩoigire atĩrĩ, “Nĩngwaria o ũũ,” nĩingĩakunyanĩire ciana ciaku.
16 So I thought about it and tried to understand, but it looked like a lot of hard work to me—
No rĩrĩa ndageragia gũtaũkĩrwo nĩ ũhoro ũcio wothe, watuĩkire wa kũũhinyĩrĩria,
17 until I went into God's Temple. Then I understood what happens to the wicked in the end.
o nginya rĩrĩa ndatoonyire handũ-harĩa-haamũre ha Mũrungu; hĩndĩ ĩyo ngĩkĩmenya ũrĩa makaarĩkĩrĩria.
18 For you send them on a slippery path; you throw them down to destruction.
Ti-itherũ ũmaigaga kũndũ kũrĩa gũtenderũ; ũmagũithagia thĩ makaanangĩka.
19 How quickly they're destroyed! They come to a terrifying end.
Hĩ! Kaĩ nĩmakanangwo o rĩmwe-ĩ! Makaaniinwo biũ nĩ imakania!
20 Like waking up from a dream, Lord—when you get up you will forget all about them!
O ta ũrĩa kĩroto gĩthiraga mũndũ okĩra, no taguo makahaana rĩrĩa Wee Mwathani ũkaarahũka, ũkaamaagĩra bata o ta irooto.
21 At that time my thoughts were bitter. I felt like I had been stabbed.
Rĩrĩa ngoro yakwa yarĩ na kĩeha na roho wakwa ũgatuurwo,
22 I was stupid and ignorant. I was like a brute beast to you.
ndiarĩ na meciiria magima, na ndiarĩ na ũmenyo; ndahaanaga o ta nyamũ ndĩ mbere yaku.
23 Yet I'm always with you; you hold me by the hand.
No rĩrĩ, ngoragwo nawe hĩndĩ ciothe; nĩũũnyiitĩte guoko gwakwa kwa ũrĩo.
24 You tell me what to do; and ultimately you will welcome me in glory.
Nĩũndongoragia na ũtaaro waku, na thuutha ũcio nĩũkanyamũkĩra riiri-inĩ waku.
25 Who is there in heaven for me except you? And I want nothing on earth except you.
Nũũ ũngĩ ndĩ nake kũu igũrũ tiga Wee? Gũkũ thĩ ndirĩ na kĩndũ ĩngĩĩrirĩria tiga o Wee.
26 My body and my mind may fail, but God is the foundation of my life. He is mine forever!
Mwĩrĩ wakwa na ngoro yakwa no ciage hinya, no rĩrĩ, Ngai nĩwe hinya wa ngoro yakwa, na nĩwe rwĩga rwakwa nginya tene.
27 Those people who are far from God will die. You destroy all those unfaithful to you.
Ti-itherũ arĩa magũtiganagĩria nĩmagathira; nĩũkanangaga arĩa othe matakwĩhokete.
28 But I love to stay close to God! I have chosen the Lord God to protect me. I will share all that you have done.
No ha ũhoro wakwa-rĩ, nĩ wega gũkuhĩrĩria Ngai. Nĩnduĩte Mwathani Jehova rĩũrĩro rĩakwa; nĩndĩrĩheanaga ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku ciothe.
