Psalms 77
1 For the excellent musician Ieduthun. A Psalme committed to Asaph. My voyce came to God, when I cryed: my voyce came to God, and he heard me.
Thaburi ya Asafu Ndakaĩire Ngai andeithie; ndakaĩire Ngai nĩguo anjigue.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
Rĩrĩa ndaarĩ mĩnyamaro-inĩ, nĩ Mwathani ndarongoririe; ũtukũ ndamwambararĩirie moko itekũnoga, no muoyo wakwa ũkĩrega kũhoorerio.
3 I did thinke vpon God, and was troubled: I praied, and my spirit was full of anguish. (Selah)
Wee Ngai, ndakũririkanire ngĩcaaya; ndataranirie maũndũ, naguo roho wakwa ũkĩringĩka.
4 Thou keepest mine eyes waking: I was astonied and could not speake.
Wee watũmire njũrwo nĩ toro, ngĩthĩĩnĩka mũno, ngĩremwo nĩ kwaria.
5 Then I considered the daies of olde, and the yeeres of ancient time.
Ndeciiririe ũhoro wa matukũ ma tene, ngĩririkana mĩaka o ĩrĩa yarĩ ya tene;
6 I called to remembrance my song in the night: I communed with mine owne heart, and my spirit searched diligently.
ngĩkĩĩririkania ũrĩa ndainaga ũtukũ, ngoro yakwa ĩgĩtarania maũndũ, naguo roho wakwa ũkĩyũũria atĩrĩ:
7 Will the Lord absent him selfe for euer? and will he shewe no more fauour?
“Mwathani egũtũũra atũregete nginya tene? Ndarĩ hĩndĩ agacooka gũtũkenera?
8 Is his mercie cleane gone for euer? doeth his promise faile for euermore?
Wendo wake ũtathiraga-rĩ, nĩkũbuĩria ũbuĩrĩtie nginya tene? Kĩĩranĩro gĩake gĩgũtũũra gĩtahingĩte nginya tene?
9 Hath God forgotten to be mercifull? hath he shut vp his teder mercies in displeasure? (Selah)
Kaĩ Mũrungu ariganĩirwo nĩkũiguanĩra tha? Kaĩ marakara make matũmĩte atige gũtugana?”
10 And I sayde, This is my death: yet I remembred the yeeres of the right hand of the most High.
Ngĩcooka ngĩĩciiria atĩrĩ, “Ũndũ ũyũ nĩguo ngwĩtiiria naguo: kũririkana mĩaka ya guoko kwa ũrĩo kwa Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.”
11 I remembred the workes of the Lord: certainely I remembred thy wonders of olde.
Nĩngũririkana ciĩko cia Jehova; ĩĩ nĩguo, nĩngũririkana ciama ciaku cia tene.
12 I did also meditate all thy woorkes, and did deuise of thine actes, saying,
Ndĩrĩtaranagia mawĩra maku mothe, na ngecũũrania ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku cia hinya.
13 Thy way, O God, is in the Sanctuarie: who is so great a God as our God!
Njĩra ciaku, Wee Ngai, nĩ theru. Nĩ ngai ĩrĩkũ nene ta Ngai witũ?
14 Thou art ye God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy power among the people.
Wee nĩwe Mũrungu ũrĩa ũringaga ciama; wonanagia ũhoti waku kũrĩ ndũrĩrĩ.
15 Thou hast redeemed thy people with thine arme, euen the sonnes of Iaakob and Ioseph. (Selah)
Nĩwakũũrire andũ aku na guoko gwaku kwa hinya, o acio njiaro cia Jakubu na Jusufu.
16 The waters sawe thee, O God: the waters sawe thee, and were afraide: yea, the depths trembled.
Maaĩ nĩmakuonire, Wee Ngai, maaĩ macio maakuonire makĩigua guoya, nakuo kũrĩa kũriku mũno gũkĩĩnyogonda.
17 The cloudes powred out water: the heauens gaue a sounde: yea, thine arrowes went abroade.
Matu mooiririe mbura, nacio ngwa ikĩruruma igũrũ guothe; heni ciahenũkire ikĩrathũka mĩena yothe
18 The voyce of thy thunder was rounde about: the lightnings lightened the worlde: the earth trembled and shooke.
Ngwa yaku yaiguĩkanire kĩhuhũkanio-inĩ, rũheni rwaku rũkĩmũrĩka thĩ yothe, nayo thĩ ĩkĩinaina na ĩgĩthingitha.
19 Thy way is in the Sea, and thy paths in the great waters, and thy footesteps are not knowen.
Njĩra yaku yatuĩkanĩirie iria-inĩ, njĩra yaku ĩgĩtuĩkanĩria maaĩ-inĩ maingĩ, o na gũtuĩka makinya maku mationekire.
20 Thou diddest leade thy people like sheepe by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Watongoririe andũ aku o ta ũrĩa mũrĩithi atongoragia rũũru, ũkĩmatongoria na guoko kwa Musa na kwa Harũni.
