Psalms 28
1 [A Psalm] of David. Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, [if] thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, nĩwe ndĩrakaĩra, Wee Rwaro rwakwa rwa Ihiga; ndũkarege gũũthikĩrĩria. Nĩgũkorwo ũngĩngirĩra, ingĩhaana ta arĩa maikũrũkĩte magatoonya irima.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
Igua gũthaithana gwakwa ngĩgũkaĩra ũndeithie, o nyambararĩtie moko makwa ndĩmerekeirie harĩa haku Hatheru-Mũno.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief [is] in their hearts.
Ndũkanguucũrũranie hamwe na andũ arĩa aaganu, atĩ ũndwaranĩrie hamwe na arĩa mekaga ũũru, o arĩa maaragia ndeto cia thayũ na andũ a itũũra, no marĩ na ũũru ngoro-inĩ ciao.
4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.
Andũ acio marĩhe nĩ ũndũ wa ciĩko ciao, na nĩ ũndũ wa wĩra wao mũũru; marĩhe nĩ ũndũ wa wĩra wa moko mao, ũmarĩhe o kĩrĩa kĩmagĩrĩire.
5 Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
Tondũ matirũmbũyagia mawĩko ma Jehova o na wĩra wa moko make, we nĩakamatharũria na ndakamaaka rĩngĩ.
6 Blessed [be] the LORD, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
Jehova arogoocwo, nĩgũkorwo nĩaiguĩte ngĩmũthaitha anjiguĩre tha.
7 The LORD [is] my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
Jehova nĩwe hinya wakwa na nowe ngo yakwa; ngoro yakwa nĩwe ĩĩhokete, na nĩandeithĩtie. Ngoro yakwa nĩĩrarũũhia nĩ gĩkeno, na nĩngũmũinĩra rwĩmbo rwa kũmũcookeria ngaatho.
8 The LORD [is] their strength, and he [is] the saving strength of his anointed.
Jehova nĩwe hinya wa andũ ake, na kũrĩ ũrĩa wake mũitĩrĩrie maguta nĩ kĩirigo kĩa hinya kĩa ũhonokio.
9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.
Honokia andũ aku na ũrathime igai rĩĩrĩ rĩaku, tuĩka mũrĩithi wao na ũmakuuage nginya tene.
