Psalms 144
1 [A Psalm] of David concerning Goliad. Blessed [be] the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, [and] my fingers for war.
Thaburi ya Daudi Jehova arogoocwo, o we Rwaro rwakwa rwa Ihiga, o we ũmenyithagia moko makwa mũrũĩre wa mbaara, agakĩruta ciara ciakwa kũrũa mbaara.
2 My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues my people under me.
Nĩwe Ngai ũrĩa ũnyendete, na nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya, o we kĩĩhitho gĩakwa na mũhonokia wakwa, ningĩ nĩwe ngo yakwa, na nĩ harĩ we njũragĩra, o we ũtũmaga andũ a ndũrĩrĩ maathĩke marĩ rungu rwakwa.
3 Lord, what is man, that you are made known to him? or the son of man, that you take account of him?
Wee Jehova, mũndũ akĩrĩ kĩ nĩguo ũmũmenyagĩrĩre, nake mũrũ wa mũndũ akĩrĩ kĩ nĩgeetha ũmũrũmbũyagie?
4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.
Mũndũ no ta mĩhũmũ; matukũ make mathiraga na ihenya o ta kĩĩruru.
5 O Lord, bow your heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Wee Jehova, hingũra igũrũ ũikũrũke; hutia irĩma, nĩgeetha irute ndogo.
6 Send lightning, and you shall scatter them: send forth your arrows, and you shall discomfit them.
Henũkia rũheni ũhurunje thũ ciaku; ikia mĩguĩ yaku ũcingatithie.
7 Send forth your hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;
Tambũrũkia guoko gwaku ũrĩ igũrũ; ndeithũra na ũũthare kuuma kũrĩ maaĩ maya maingĩ, ũndute kuuma moko-inĩ ma andũ a kũngĩ
8 whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.
arĩa tũnua twao twaragia maheeni, o acio moko mao ma ũrĩo marĩ na wara.
9 O God, I will sing a new song to you: I will play to you on a lute of ten strings.
Wee Ngai, nĩngũkũinĩra rwĩmbo rwerũ; ngũkũinĩra na kĩnanda kĩrĩa kĩgeetetwo na nga ikũmi,
10 [Even] to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword.
nyinĩre Ũrĩa ũhootanagĩra athamaki, o we ũhonokagia Daudi ndungata yake harĩ rũhiũ rwa njora rwa ũragani.
11 Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity;
Ndeithũra na ũũthare, ũndute kuuma moko-inĩ ma andũ a kũngĩ, arĩa tũnua twao twaragia maheeni, o acio moko mao ma ũrĩo marĩ ma wara.
12 whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple.
Hĩndĩ ĩyo aanake aitũ magaatuĩka ta mĩmera mĩrore wega wĩthĩ-inĩ wao, nao airĩtu aitũ mahaane ta itugĩ ciacũhĩtio cia kũgemia nyũmba ya ũthamaki.
13 Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets.
Makũmbĩ maitũ makaiyũragio irio cia mĩthemba yothe. Ngʼondu ciitũ ikaingĩha ikinye ngiri nyingĩ, cingĩhe ikinye makũmi ma ngiri kũu mĩgũnda-inĩ iitũ;
14 Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds.
nacio ndegwa ciitũ nĩigakuuaga mĩrigo mĩritũ. Thingo itigakorwo na mĩanya, kana gũtahwo tũtwarwo ũkombo-inĩ, o na gũtigakorwo na kĩrĩro kĩa mĩnyamaro njĩra-inĩ cia matũũra.
15 Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, [but] blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.
Kũrathimwo nĩ andũ arĩa matariĩ ta ũguo; kũrathimwo nĩ andũ arĩa Ngai wao arĩ we Jehova.
