Psalms 44
1 “To the chief musician, for the sons of Korach, a Maskil.” O God, with our ears have we heard, our fathers have told us, deeds which thou hadst done in their days, in times of old.
Twanaigua na matũ maitũ Wee Ngai, tũkĩĩrwo nĩ maithe maitũ ũrĩa wekire matukũ-inĩ mao, o matukũ macio ma tene.
2 Thou, with thy hand, didst indeed drive out nations, and plant them; thou didst ill-treat people, and cause them to spread out.
Nĩwaingatire ndũrĩrĩ na guoko gwaku, na ũgĩcooka kũhaanda maithe maitũ kuo; Wee nĩwanyariirire irĩndĩ iria ingĩ, na ũgĩtũma maithe maitũ magaacĩre.
3 For not by their sword did they obtain possession of the land, and their own arm brought them no victory; but thy right hand, and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst given them thy favor.
Matiegwatĩire bũrũri ũcio na hinya wa rũhiũ rwao, o na ti icoka ciao ciamaheire ũhootani; no nĩ guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo, ĩĩ nĩ gĩcoka gĩaku, na ũtheri wa gĩthiithi gĩaku, nĩgũkorwo nĩwamendete.
4 Thou art my King, O God: ordain salvation for Jacob.
Wee nĩwe Mũthamaki wakwa na Ngai wakwa, ũrĩa wathagĩrĩra Jakubu ũhootani.
5 Through thee will we butt down our assailants: through thy name will we tread under foot our opponents.
Wee nĩwe ũtũhotithagia kũhoota thũ ciitũ; nĩ ũndũ wa rĩĩtwa rĩaku tũrangagĩrĩria arĩa marĩ muku na ithuĩ.
6 For not in my bow will I trust, and my sword shall not help me.
Ndiĩhokaga ũta wakwa, rũhiũ rwakwa rwa njora ti ruo rũngĩĩhootanĩra;
7 But thou helpest us against our assailants, and those that hate us thou puttest to shame.
no Wee nĩwe ũtũtooranagĩria harĩ thũ ciitũ, ũgagĩconorithia acio matũthũire.
8 Of God we boast all the day, and to thy name will we give thanks for ever. (Selah)
Ngai nĩwe tũtindaga tũkĩĩrahĩra mũthenya wothe, na tũgũtũũra tũgoocaga rĩĩtwa rĩaku nginya tene.
9 But [now] thou hast cast off, and put us to the blush, and goest not forth with our armies.
No rĩu nĩũtũtiganĩirie na ũgatũconorithia; nĩũtigĩte gũtwaranaga na mbũtũ ciitũ cia ita.
10 Thou causest us to turn back from before our assailant: and they who hate us take spoil for themselves.
Nĩwatũmire tũũrĩre thũ ciitũ, o icio itũthũire igetahĩra indo ciitũ.
11 Thou givest us up like sheep for food, and among the nations hast thou dispersed us.
Ũtũrekereirie tũtambuurwo ta ngʼondu, na ũgatũhurunja harĩ ndũrĩrĩ.
12 Thou sellest thy people for no value, and acquirest no gain by their price.
Wendetie andũ aku ta kĩndũ tũhũ, ndũrĩ uumithio wonete nĩ ũguo ũmendetie.
13 Thou renderest us a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and a derision to those that are round about us.
Nĩũtũmĩte tũmenwo nĩ andũ arĩa tũhakanĩte nao, tũgatuĩka a kũnyararwo na gũthekererwo nĩ arĩa matũthiũrũrũkĩirie.
14 Thou renderest us a by-word among the nations, a shaking of the head among the people.
Nĩũtũmĩte tũtuĩke a kuunagwo thimo nĩ ndũrĩrĩ; tũgagĩtuĩka a kũinainagĩrio mĩtwe nĩ andũ.
15 All the day is my disgrace before me, and the shame of my face covereth me;
Ndindaga njonokete mũthenya wothe, ngahumbwo nĩ thoni ũthiũ wothe,
16 Because of the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth; by reason of the enemy and him that seeketh vengeance.
nĩ ũndũ wa inyũrũri cia andũ arĩa maanyũrũragia na makaanuma, tondũ wa thũ ĩrĩa ĩrenda kwĩrĩhĩria.
17 All this is come over us, yet have we not forgotten thee; nor have we dealt falsely by thy covenant;
Twakorirwo nĩ maũndũ macio mothe, o na gũtuĩka tũtiariganĩirwo nĩwe, o na kana tũgĩthaahia kĩrĩkanĩro gĩaku.
18 Our heart is not moved backward, nor hath our step turned aside from thy path:
Ngoro ciitũ iticookete na thuutha; makinya maitũ matiumĩte njĩra-inĩ yaku.
19 Even when thou didst crush us in the abode of monsters, and cover us with the shadow of death.
No ũtũhehenjete, na ũgatũtua imamo cia mbwe, na ũgatũhumbĩra na nduma nene.
20 If we had forgotten the name of our God, or spread forth our hands to a strange God:
Tũngĩkorwo nĩtwariganĩirwo nĩ rĩĩtwa rĩa Ngai witũ, o na kana tũkĩambararia moko kũrĩ ngai ngʼeni-rĩ,
21 Would not God search out this? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart.
githĩ Ngai ndangĩamenyire ũhoro ũcio, kuona atĩ nĩamenyaga hitho cia ngoro?
22 But for thy sake are we slain all the day; we are counted as flocks [destined] for slaughter.
No nĩ ũndũ waku tũtindaga tũngʼetheire gĩkuũ mũthenya wothe; tũtuĩtwo ta ngʼondu cia gũthĩnjwo.
23 Awake, wherefore wilt thou sleep, O Lord? arise, abandon us not for ever.
Wee Mwathani, arahũka! Ũgĩkomete nĩkĩ? Wĩyarahũre! Ndũgatũtiganĩrie nginya tene.
24 Wherefore wilt thou hide thy face, wilt thou forget our misery, and our oppression?
Ũhithĩte ũthiũ waku nĩkĩ, na ũkariganĩrwo nĩ mathĩĩna maitũ na kũhinyĩrĩrio gwitũ?
25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust; our body cleaveth unto the earth.
Tũrũndĩtwo rũkũngũ-inĩ; mĩĩrĩ iitũ ĩkĩnyiitanĩte na thĩ.
26 Arise unto our help, and redeem us for the sake of thy kindness.
Arahũka ũtũteithie; tũkũũre tondũ wa wendani waku ũtathiraga.
