Psalms 21
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” O Lord, because of thy strength will the king rejoice; and through thy salvation how greatly will he be glad!
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, mũthamaki nĩakeneire hinya waku. Kaĩ gĩkeno kĩa ũhootani kĩrĩa ũmũheaga gĩkĩrĩ kĩnene-ĩ!
2 The longing of his heart hast thou given him, and the request of his lips hast thou not withholden. (Selah)
Nĩũmũhingĩirie wendi wa ngoro yake, naguo ũndũ ũrĩa akũhooete na mĩromo yake ndũmũimĩte.
3 For thou meetest him unasked with the blessings of happiness: thou settest on his head a crown of pure gold.
Wamwamũkĩrire na irathimo nyingĩ, na ũkĩmwĩkĩra thũmbĩ ya thahabu ĩrĩa therie mũtwe.
4 Life hath he asked of thee, thou gavest it to him, length of days for ever and ever.
Aakũhooire atũũre muoyo, nawe ũkĩmũhe muoyo, ũkĩmũhe matukũ maingĩ atũũre nginya tene na tene.
5 Great is his honor through thy help: glory and majesty thou layest upon him.
Riiri wake nĩ mũnene nĩ ũndũ wa ũhootani ũrĩa ũmũheete; nĩũmũheete riiri na igweta.
6 For thou appointest him to be a blessing for ever: thou makest him glad with joy from thy presence.
Ti-itherũ nĩũmũrathimĩte na irathimo cia gũtũũra nginya tene, na ũgatũma acanjamũke nĩ gĩkeno gĩa gũikara harĩwe.
7 For the king trusteth in the Lord; and through the kindness of the Most High shall he not be moved.
Nĩgũkorwo mũthamaki ehokaga Jehova; nĩ ũndũ wa wendo wa Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno ndangĩenyenyeka.
8 Thy hand will reach all thy enemies: thy right hand will reach those that hate thee.
Guoko gwaku nĩgũkanyiita thũ ciaku ciothe; guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo gũgaakumbata arĩa marĩ muku nawe.
9 Thou wilt render them as a fiery oven at the time of thy anger: the Lord in his wrath will destroy them, and a fire will devour them.
Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa ũkaamoimĩrĩra ũgaatũma mahaane ta icua rĩa mwaki mũnene. Nĩ ũndũ wa mangʼũrĩ make-rĩ, Jehova nĩakamameria, naguo mwaki wake ũmaniine.
10 Their fruit wilt thou cause to perish from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men.
Nĩũkaniina njiaro ciao ithire gũkũ thĩ, na ciana cia ciana ciao ũciniine kuuma kũrĩ andũ.
11 For they directed against thee evil: they devised a mischievous purpose, which they were not able to perform.
O na mangĩgagũciirĩra magwĩke ũũru, na mathugunde maũndũ ma waganu, matikahootana,
12 For thou wilt make them turn their back; upon thy bow-strings thou wilt make ready [thy arrows] against their face.
nĩgũkorwo nĩũgatũma mahũndũke moore rĩrĩa makoona ũgeetete ũta waku ũmarathe.
13 Exalt thyself, O Lord, in thy strength; [and] we will sing and praise thy power.
No gĩtũũgĩre Wee Jehova, nĩ ũndũ wa hinya waku; na ithuĩ nĩtũine na tũgooce hinya waku.
