Psalms 139
1 For the Leader. A Psalm of David. O LORD, Thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova-rĩ, nĩũũthuthuurĩtie na ũkaamenya.
2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, Thou understandest my thought afar off.
Nĩũĩ rĩrĩa njikarĩte thĩ na rĩrĩa njũkĩrĩte ũkamenya meciiria makwa ũrĩ o kũraya.
3 Thou measurest my going about and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
Nĩũũĩ ngiumagara o na ngĩkoma; Wee nĩũũĩ mĩthiĩre yakwa yothe.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, Thou knowest it altogether.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, itanagweta kiugo na rũrĩmĩ rwakwa, Wee nĩũkoragwo ũkĩũĩ biũ.
5 Thou hast hemmed me in behind and before, and laid Thy hand upon me.
Nĩũnjirigĩire mbere na thuutha; nĩũnjigĩrĩire guoko gwaku.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; too high, I cannot attain unto it.
Ũmenyo ta ũcio nĩ wa magegania mũno harĩ niĩ, ũrĩ igũrũ mũno ndingĩũkinyĩra.
7 Whither shall I go from Thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from Thy presence?
Nĩ kũ ingĩthiĩ njeherere Roho waku? Ingĩũrĩra kũ nyume ũthiũ-inĩ waku?
8 If I ascend up into heaven, Thou art there; if I make my bed in the nether-world, behold, Thou art there. (Sheol h7585)
Ingĩambata thiĩ igũrũ, Wee ũrĩ kuo; ingĩara ũrĩrĩ wakwa kũrĩa kũriku mũno, Wee ũrĩ o kuo. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Ingĩũmbũka na mathagu ma gũgĩkĩa, ingĩthiĩ gũtũũra mũrĩmo ũrĩa ũngĩ wa iria, kũndũ kũraya mũno,
10 Even there would Thy hand lead me, and Thy right hand would hold me.
o na kũu guoko gwakwa nokuo kũngĩndongoria, guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo gũkĩĩnyiite kũnũmĩtie.
11 And if I say: 'Surely the darkness shall envelop me, and the light about me shall be night';
Ingiuga atĩrĩ, “Ti-itherũ nduma nĩĩkũũhitha, naguo ũtheri ũyũ ũũthiũrũrũkĩirie ũtuĩke ũtukũ,”
12 Even the darkness is not too dark for Thee, but the night shineth as the day; the darkness is even as the light.
o na nduma ndĩrĩ hĩndĩ ĩngĩgũtumanĩra; ũtukũ ũkwara ta mũthenya, nĩgũkorwo nduma kũrĩ we nĩ ta ũtheri.
13 For Thou hast made my reins; Thou hast knit me together in my mother's womb.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩwe wombire ciĩga ciakwa cia na thĩinĩ; wanyiitithanirie ndĩ o nda ya maitũ.
14 I will give thanks unto Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Nĩngũkũgooca nĩ ũndũ mũũmbĩre ũrĩa nyũmbĩtwo naguo nĩ wa kũmakania na wa magegania; ciĩko ciaku nĩ cia magegania, niĩ mwene nĩnjũũĩ ũguo o wega.
15 My frame was not hidden from Thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Mahĩndĩ makwa matiahithĩkĩte harĩwe, rĩrĩa ndoombĩirwo kũrĩa kũhitharu. Rĩrĩa ndanyiitithanagio hamwe ndĩ thĩ kũrĩa kũriku mũno-rĩ,
16 Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance, and in Thy book they were all written — even the days that were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
maitho maku nĩmonaga mwĩrĩ wakwa ũtanombwo biũ. Matukũ mothe marĩa nyamũrĩirwo nĩmandĩkĩtwo ibuku-inĩ rĩaku o na mbere ya ũmwe wamo kũgĩa.
17 How weighty also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!
Hĩ! Ĩ meciiria maku matikĩrĩ ma bata harĩ niĩ, Wee Mũrungu! Kaĩ mũigana wamo nĩ mũnene-ĩ!
18 If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand; were I to come to the end of them, I would still be with Thee.
Ingĩtua kũmatara, no maingĩhe gũkĩra mũthanga. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa ndokĩra, ndĩ o hamwe nawe.
19 If Thou but wouldest slay the wicked, O God — depart from me therefore, ye men of blood;
Wee Ngai-rĩ, naarĩ korwo woraga arĩa aaganu! Njehererai, inyuĩ mũnyootagĩra gũita thakame!
20 Who utter Thy name with wicked thought, they take it for falsehood, even Thine enemies —
Maaragia ũhoro waku marĩ na meciiria mooru; arĩa magũthũire mahũthagĩra rĩĩtwa rĩaku ũũru.
21 Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate Thee? And do not I strive with those that rise up against Thee?
Wee Jehova, githĩ ndithũire arĩa magũthũire, na ngamena arĩa magũũkagĩrĩra?
22 I hate them with utmost hatred; I count them mine enemies.
Gũthũũra ndĩmathũire o biũ; ndĩmatuaga thũ ciakwa.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart, try me, and know my thoughts;
Wee Mũrungu, thuthuuria, ũmenye ngoro yakwa; ngeria ũmenye meciiria makwa.
24 And see if there be any way in me that is grievous, and lead me in the way everlasting.
Rora wone kana nĩ harĩ mĩthiĩre mĩũru thĩinĩ wakwa, na ũkĩndongorie na njĩra ĩrĩa ya tene na tene.
