Psalms 58

1 “To the chief musician Al-tashcheth, by David, a Michtham.” Do you indeed, who are dumb, speak righteously? do ye judge in uprightness, O ye sons of men?

Kumutungamiri wokuimba namaimbiro okuti, “Musaparadza.” Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Rwiyo rweMikitami. Ko, imi vatongi munotaura mukururama here? Munotonga pakati pavanhu nokururamisira here?

2 Even in [your] heart ye work injustice: on the earth do ye weigh out the violence of your hands.

Kwete, munofunga kusaruramisira mumwoyo menyu, uye maoko enyu anomanikidza panyika.

3 The wicked are estranged [from goodness] from the womb: those who speak lies go astray from their very birth.

Kunyange kubvira pakuberekwa, vakaipa vanofamba mukutsauka; kubva mudumbu ramai, vakaipa uye vanoreva nhema.

4 They have poison like the poison of a serpent: [they are] like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear;

Uturu hwavo hwakaita souturu hwenyoka, vakafanana nemhakure yadzivira nzeve dzayo,

5 Which will not hearken to the voice of conjurers, yea, that of the wisest of all charmers.

isingateereri maimbiro enʼanga kunyange zvazvo achiimba nouchenjeri hukuru.

6 O God, break out their teeth in their mouth: the jaw-teeth of the young lions tear thou out, O Lord.

Vhunai mazino mumiromo yavo, imi Mwari; bvisai, imi Jehovha, mazino marefu eshumba!

7 Let them melt away as water [which] runneth off: when each one bendeth [his bow to shoot] his arrows, let them be as if cut in pieces.

Ngavatsakatike semvura yapera kuerera; pavanowembura uta, miseve yavo ngaigomare.

8 As a snail which melteth, let him pass away; like the untimely birth of a woman which hath not seen the sun.

Vafanane nehozhwa inonyakatika painofamba, kufanana negavamwedzi, ngavarege kuona zuva.

9 Before your pots can feel the thorns, will he take them away with a whirlwind, both the green and the burning.

Hari dzenyu dzisati dzanzwa kupisa kweminzwa pamoto, ingava minyoro kana yakaoma, vakaipa vachakukurwa.

10 The righteous will rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he will bathe his steps in the blood of the wicked.

Vakarurama vachafara pavachatsivirwa, pavachashambidza tsoka dzavo muropa ravakaipa.

11 So that a man shall say, Verily fruit will come for the righteous: verily there is a God that judgeth on the earth.

Ipapo vanhu vachati, “Zvirokwazvo vakarurama vachiri kungowana mubayiro; zvirokwazvo Mwari ariko anotonga nyika.”