Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
Munomirireiko kure, imi Jehovha? Munozvivanzireiko panguva yokutambudzika?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
Pakuzvikudza kwake munhu akaipa anovhima vasina simba, vanobatwa namano okufunga kwake.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
Anozvirumbidza pamusoro pezvinopangwa nomwoyo wake; anoropafadza vanokara uye anozvidza Jehovha.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Pakuzvikudza kwake akaipa haamutsvaki; mundangariro dzake dzose hamuna nzvimbo yaMwari.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
Nzira dzake dzinobudirira nguva dzose; anozvikudza uye mirayiro yenyu iri kure naye; anodadira vavengi vake vose.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
Anoti pakufunga kwake, “Hakuna chichandizungunusa; ndichagara ndakafara uye handingatongotambudziki.”
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
Muromo wake uzere nokutuka, kureva nhema, uye nokutyisidzira; matambudziko nezvakaipa zviri pasi porurimi rwake.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
Anovandira ari pedyo nemisha; pakuvandira uku anouraya vasina mhosva, ari panzvimbo yakavanzika anotarira vaachaparadza.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
Anovandira seshumba iri panzvimbo yayo; anovandira kuti abate vasina anovabatsira; anobata vasina anobatsira uye anovakweva achienda navo mumumbure wake.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Vabatwa vake anovapwanya, vanowa; vanowira pasi pesimba rake.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
Anoti mumwoyo make, “Mwari akanganwa; akafukidza chiso chake uye haazoonizve.”
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Simukai, imi Jehovha! Simudzai ruoko rwenyu, imi Mwari. Regai kukanganwa vanomanikidzwa.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
Munhu akaipa anozvidzireiko Mwari? Seiko achiti mumwoyo make, “Haazondibvunzi?”
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Asi imi, iyemi Mwari, munoona kutambudzika nokusuwa; munokutarisisa kuti mukupedze. Asina simba anozviisa kwamuri; muri mubatsiri wenherera.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Vhunai ruoko rweakaipa nerwomunhu akaipa; ngaazvidavirire pazvakaipa zvake zvakanga zvisingazoonekwi.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
Jehovha ndiye Mambo nokusingaperi-peri; ndudzi dzichaparara munyika yake.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
Munonzwa henyu, imi Jehovha, zvishuvo zvavanotambura; munovakurudzira, uye munoteerera kuchema kwavo,
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
muchiruramisira nherera nevakamanikidzwa, kuti munhu wenyika, arege kuramba achingovhundutsa.
