< Psalms 92 >

1 A Psalme or song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to praise the Lord, and to sing vnto thy Name, O most High,
Nĩ wega mũno gũcookagĩria Jehova ngaatho o na gũkumagia rĩĩtwa rĩaku na rwĩmbo, Wee Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno,
2 To declare thy louing kindenesse in the morning, and thy trueth in the night,
nĩ wega mũno kwanagĩrĩra wendo waku o rũciinĩ, o na kwanĩrĩra wĩhokeku waku ũtukũ,
3 Vpon an instrument of tenne strings, and vpon the viole with the song vpon the harpe.
tũkĩinagia kĩnanda gĩa kĩnũbi kĩa ndigi ikũmi, o hamwe na kĩnanda kĩa mũgeeto kĩrĩa kĩgambi wega.
4 For thou, Lord, hast made mee glad by thy workes, and I wil reioyce in the workes of thine handes.
Nĩgũkorwo, Wee Jehova, nĩũngenetie nĩ ũndũ wa ciĩko ciaku; nĩngũina ngenete nĩ ũndũ wa wĩra wa moko maku.
5 O Lord, how glorious are thy workes! and thy thoughtes are very deepe.
Ĩĩ mawĩra maku matikĩrĩ manene, Wee Jehova, meciiria maku-rĩ, matikĩrĩ marikĩru!
6 An vnwise man knoweth it not, and a foole doeth not vnderstand this,
Mũndũ ũrĩa ũtarĩ ũũgĩ ndangĩmamenya, mũndũ mũkĩĩgu ndangĩkũũrana ũndũ ũyũ,
7 (When the wicked growe as the grasse, and all the workers of wickednesse doe flourish) that they shall be destroyed for euer.
atĩ o na arĩa aaganu mangĩkũra ta nyeki, o na arĩa othe mekaga ũũru mangĩgaacĩra, makaaniinwo nginya tene na tene.
8 But thou, O Lord, art most High for euermore.
No Wee Jehova, ũtũũraga ũtũũgĩrĩtio nginya tene.
9 For loe, thine enemies, O Lord: for loe, thine enemies shall perish: all the workers of iniquitie shall be destroyed.
Nĩgũkorwo thũ ciaku, Wee Jehova, ti-itherũ thũ ciaku nĩigathira; arĩa othe mekaga ũũru nĩmakaharaganio.
10 But thou shalt exalt mine horne, like the vnicornes, and I shalbe anoynted with fresh oyle.
Wee nĩwambararĩtie rũhĩa rwakwa o ta rwa mbogo; ndĩĩmũitĩrĩrie maguta marĩa mega mũno.
11 Mine eye also shall see my desire against mine enemies: and mine eares shall heare my wish against the wicked, that rise vp against me.
Maitho makwa nĩmeyoneire gũtoorio gwa thũ ciakwa; matũ makwa nĩmeiguĩrĩire ũrĩa thũ ciakwa icio njaganu itooretio.
12 The righteous shall flourish like a palme tree, and shall grow like a Cedar in Lebanon.
Andũ arĩa athingu marĩtheeremaga o ta mũtĩ wa mũkĩndũ, makũre o ta mũtarakwa wa Lebanoni;
13 Such as bee planted in the house of the Lord, shall flourish in the courtes of our God.
mahaandĩtwo kũu nyũmba-inĩ ya Jehova, marĩtheeremaga kũu nja-inĩ cia Ngai witũ.
14 They shall still bring foorth fruite in their age: they shall be fat and flourishing,
Magatũũra maciaraga maciaro o na marĩ akũrũ, matũũre marĩ na hinya wa wĩthĩ wao, na marĩ aruru,
15 To declare that the Lord my rocke is righteous, and that none iniquitie is in him.
maanagĩrĩre, makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Jehova nĩ mũrũngĩrĩru; we nĩwe Rwaro rwakwa rwa Ihiga, na gũtirĩ waganu ũngĩoneka thĩinĩ wake.”

< Psalms 92 >