Psalms 39
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Kwa Yedutuni. Salimo la Davide. Ndinati, “Ndidzasamalira njira zanga ndipo ndidzasunga lilime langa kuti ndisachimwe; ndidzatseka pakamwa panga ndi chitsekerero nthawi yonse imene woyipa ali pamaso panga.”
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
Koma pamene ndinali chete osanena ngakhale kanthu kalikonse kabwino mavuto anga anachulukirabe.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
Mtima wanga unatentha mʼkati mwanga, ndipo pamene ndinkalingalira, moto unayaka; kenaka ndinayankhula ndi lilime langa:
4 YHWH, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
“Yehova ndionetseni mathero a moyo wanga ndi chiwerengero cha masiku anga; mundidziwitse kuti moyo wanga ndi wosakhalitsa motani.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Inu mwachititsa kuti masiku anga akhale ochepa kwambiri, kutalika kwa zaka zanga ndi kopanda phindu pamaso panu; moyo wa munthu aliyense ndi waufupi. (Sela)
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Munthu ali ngati chithunzithunzi chake pamene akuyenda uku ndi uku: Iye amangovutika koma popanda phindu; amadzikundikira chuma, osadziwa kuti chidzakhala chayani.
7 And now, YHWH, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
“Koma tsopano Ambuye kodi ndifunanso chiyani? Chiyembekezo changa chili mwa Inu.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Pulumutseni ku zolakwa zanga zonse; musandisandutse chonyozeka kwa opusa.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
Ine ndinali chete; sindinatsekule pakamwa panga pakuti Inu ndinu amene mwachita zimenezi.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Chotsani mkwapulo wanu pa ine; ndagonjetsedwa ndi nkhonya ya dzanja lanu.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Inu mumadzudzula ndi kulanga anthu chifukwa cha tchimo lawo; mumawononga chuma chawo monga njenjete; munthu aliyense ali ngati mpweya. (Sela)
12 Hear my prayer, O YHWH, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
“Imvani pemphero langa Inu Yehova, mverani kulira kwanga kopempha thandizo; musakhale chete pamene ndikulirira kwa Inu, popeza ndine mlendo wanu wosakhalitsa; monga anachitira makolo anga onse.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
Musandiyangʼane mwaukali, choncho ndidzatha kusangalala ndisanafe ndi kuyiwalika.”
