Psalms 51
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David, when the Prophet Nathan came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Have mercie vpon me, O God, according to thy louing kindnes: according to the multitude of thy compassions put away mine iniquities.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai-rĩ, njiguĩra tha, kũringana na wendo waku ũrĩa ũtathiraga; kũringana na tha ciaku nyingĩ-rĩ, tharia mahĩtia makwa mathire.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquitie, and clense me from my sinne.
Thambia mahĩtia makwa mothe, na ũũtherie mehia makwa.
3 For I know mine iniquities, and my sinne is euer before me.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩnjũũĩ mahĩtia makwa, namo mehia makwa makoragwo mbere yakwa hĩndĩ ciothe.
4 Against thee, against thee onely haue I sinned, and done euill in thy sight, that thou mayest be iust when thou speakest, and pure when thou iudgest.
Wee nĩwe njĩhĩirie, o Wee wiki, na ngeeka ũndũ mũũru maitho-inĩ maku, nĩguo Wee wonekage ũtarĩ na mahĩtia rĩrĩa ũkwaria, na ũrĩ wa kĩhooto rĩrĩa ũgũtua ciira.
5 Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
Ti-itherũ ndaciarirwo ndĩ mwĩhia; maitũ aagĩire nda ya kũnjiara arĩ o na mehia.
6 Beholde, thou louest trueth in the inwarde affections: therefore hast thou taught mee wisedome in the secret of mine heart.
Ti-itherũ, Wee wendaga ũhoro wa ma kuuma ngoro thĩinĩ; nĩ ũndũ ũcio ũndutaga kũgĩa na ũũgĩ ngoro-inĩ yakwa.
7 Purge me with hyssope, and I shalbe cleane: wash me, and I shalbe whiter then snowe.
Theria na mũthobi, na nĩngũthera; thaambia, na nĩngwerũha gũkĩra ira.
8 Make me to heare ioye and gladnes, that the bones, which thou hast broken, may reioyce.
Tũma ngene na njanjamũke; mahĩndĩ marĩa ũthetherete nĩmagĩkene.
9 Hide thy face from my sinnes, and put away all mine iniquities.
Hitha ũthiũ waku ndũkoone mehia makwa, na ũtharie mahĩtia makwa mothe.
10 Create in mee a cleane heart, O God, and renue a right spirit within me.
Wee Ngai-rĩ, nyũmbĩra ngoro theru thĩinĩ wakwa, na ũnjerũhĩrie roho wa kwĩhokeka thĩinĩ wakwa.
11 Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
Ndũkanyingate nyume harĩwe, o na kana weherie Roho waku Mũtheru kuuma thĩinĩ wakwa.
12 Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
Njookeria gĩkeno kĩrĩa kĩa ũhonokio waku, na ũũhe roho wa kũndũũria ngwathĩkagĩra.
13 Then shall I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked, and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto thee.
Hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩngaruta andũ arĩa aremi nĩguo mamenye njĩra ciaku, nao ehia magũcookerere.
14 Deliuer me from blood, O God, which art the God of my saluation, and my tongue shall sing ioyfully of thy righteousnes.
Wee Ngai, o Wee Ngai ũrĩa ũũhonokagia-rĩ, honokia kuumana na ũiti thakame, naruo rũrĩmĩ rwakwa nĩrũkaina ũhoro wa ũthingu waku.
15 Open thou my lippes, O Lord, and my mouth shall shewe foorth thy praise.
Wee Mwathani, tumũra mĩromo yakwa, nako kanua gakwa koimbũre ũgooci waku.
16 For thou desirest no sacrifice, though I would giue it: thou delitest not in burnt offering.
Wee ndũkenagio nĩ kũrutĩrwo igongona, korwo nĩũkenagio nĩrĩo no ngũrutĩre; o na ndũkenagio nĩ magongona ma njino.
17 The sacrifices of God are a contrite spirit: a contrite and a broken heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Magongona marĩa Ngai etĩkagĩra nĩ roho ũrĩa mũthuthĩku; ngoro ĩrĩa thuthĩku na ĩkahera-rĩ, Wee Ngai ndũngĩmĩrega.
18 Bee fauourable vnto Zion for thy good pleasure: builde the walles of Ierusalem.
Tũma itũũra rĩa Zayuni rĩgaacĩre nĩ ũndũ wa wega waku; aka thingo cia Jerusalemu rĩngĩ.
19 Then shalt thou accept ye sacrifices of righteousnes, euen the burnt offering and oblation: then shall they offer calues vpon thine altar.
Hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩũgakenagĩra magongona ma ũthingu, na maruta ma njino o marĩa macinagwo magathira biũ; ningĩ magongona ma ndegwa nĩmakarutagĩrwo kĩgongona-inĩ gĩaku.
