Psalms 109
1 “To the chief musician, by David, a psalm.” O God of my praise, do not keep silence.
Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Haiwa Mwari, imi wandinorumbidza, regai kunyarara,
2 For the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit are opened against me: they have spoken with me with the tongue of falsehood.
nokuti vanhu vakaipa vanonyengera vakandishamira miromo yavo; vakataura nhema pamusoro pangu nendimi dzavo.
3 Also with words of hatred have they encompassed me, and they fight against me without a cause.
Vakandikomba namashoko okuvenga; vanorwa neni pasina mhosva.
4 In recompense for my love are they my accusers, while I have nothing but prayer.
Pachinzvimbo choushamwari hwangu navo, vanondipa mhosva, asi ini ndiri munhu wokunyengetera.
5 And they impose evil on me in recompense for good, and hatred in lieu of my love.
Vanonditsivira zvakaipa pane zvakanaka, uye vanondivengera ushamwari hwangu.
6 Appoint thou a wicked man over him: and let an accuser stand at his right hand.
Tumai munhu akaipa kuti apikisane naye; mupomeri ngaamire kuruoko rwake rworudyi.
7 When he is to be judged, let him go forth guilty, and let his prayer become sin.
Paanotongwa, ngaawanikwe ane mhosva, uye minyengetero yake ngaimupe mhaka.
8 Let his days be few, and let another take his office.
Mazuva ake ngaave mashoma; mumwe ngaatore nzvimbo youkuru hwake.
9 Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Vana vake ngavave nherera, uye mukadzi wake ave chirikadzi.
10 Let his children be continually moving about, and beg, and let them seek [their bread] out of their ruined places.
Vana vake ngavave vapemhi vanodzungaira; ngavadzingwe vabve mumatongo emisha yavo.
11 Let the creditor lay snares after all that he hath, and let strangers plunder his labor.
Waakakwereta ngaatore zvose zvaanazvo; vatorwa ngavapambe zvose zvaakashandira.
12 Let him have none that extendeth kindness, and let there be none that is gracious to his fatherless children.
Ngakurege kuva neanomunzwira ngoni kana kunzwira tsitsi nherera dzake.
13 Let his posterity be cut off: in another generation let their name be blotted out.
Zvizvarwa zvake ngazvirove, mazita avo adzimwe parudzi runotevera.
14 Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered by the Lord, and let the sin of his mother not be blotted out.
Mhosva yamadzibaba ake ngairangarirwe pamberi paJehovha; chivi chamai vake ngachirege kumbodzimwa.
15 Let them be before the Lord continually, that he may cut off from the earth their memory.
Zvivi zvavo ngazvirambe zviri pamberi paJehovha, kuti aparadze chirangaridzo chavo panyika.
16 For the reason that he remembered not to show kindness; but persecuted the poor and needy man, and the grieved in heart to put him to death.
Nokuti haana kumbofunga kuita zvakanaka, asi akavhima varombo kusvika parufu, vanoshayiwa navane mwoyo yakaputsika.
17 As he loved cursing, so let it come over him: and as he delighted not in blessing, so let it be far from him.
Aifarira kutaura chituko, ngachichiuya pamusoro pake; iye asina kufadzwa nokuropafadza, ngakuve kure naye.
18 And he clothed himself with cursing as with his garment, and it cometh like water within him, and like oil into his bones.
Aifuka kutuka senguo yake; zvakapinda mumuviri wake semvura, nomumapfupa ake samafuta.
19 Let it be unto him as a garment in which he wrappeth himself, and for a girdle let him be continually girded with it.
Ngazvive sejasi rakamonerwa paari, sebhanhire rakasungirirwa paari nokusingaperi.
20 Let this be the reward of my accusers from the Lord, and of those that speak evil against my soul.
Uyu ngauve muripo waJehovha kuvapomeri vangu, kuna avo vanotaura zvakaipa pamusoro pangu.
21 But thou, O Eternal Lord, deal with me for the sake of thy name: because thy kindness is good, deliver thou me.
Asi imi, Ishe Jehovha, ndiitirei zvakanaka nokuda kwezita renyu; ndirwirei, kubudikidza nokunaka kworudo rwenyu.
22 For poor and needy am I, and my heart is deeply wounded within me.
Nokuti ndiri murombo uye ndinoshayiwa, uye mwoyo wangu wakuvara mukati mangu.
23 Like the shadow when it declineth do I hasten away: I am driven suddenly off like the locusts.
Ndinopera somumvuri wamadekwana; ndinozunzwa semhashu.
24 My knees stumble through fasting, and my flesh faileth of fatness.
Mabvi angu apera simba nokutsanya; muviri wangu waonda uye ndaonda kwazvo.
25 And I am become a reproach unto them: when they see me, they shake their head.
Ndiri chinhu chinosekwa navapomeri vangu; pavanondiona, vanodzungudza misoro yavo.
26 Help me, O Lord my God: O save me according to thy kindness:
Ndibatsirei, imi Jehovha Mwari wangu; ndiponesei zvakafanira rudo rwenyu.
27 That they may know that this is thy hand: that thou, Lord, hast truly done it.
Ngavazive kuti ndirwo ruoko rwenyu, kuti imi, iyemi Jehovha, makazviita.
28 Let them then curse, but do thou bless: when they arise, let them be made ashamed; but let thy servant rejoice.
Ivo vangatuka havo, asi imi mucharopafadza; vachanyadziswa pavanorwisa, asi muranda wenyu achafara.
29 Let my accusers be clothed with confusion, and let them wrap themselves, as with a mantle, in their own shame.
Vapomeri vangu vachafukidzwa nenyadzi, uye vachaputirwa nokunyara sokunge nejasi.
30 I will thank the Lord greatly with my mouth, and in the midst of many will I praise him.
Ndicharumbidza Jehovha nomuromo wangu zvikuru; paungano huru, ndichamurumbidza.
31 For he ever standeth at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those that judge his soul.
Nokuti anomira kuruoko rworudyi rwouyo anoshayiwa, kuti amuponese pane avo vanomupomera mhosva.
