Psalms 17
1 A PRAYER OF DAVID. Hear, O YHWH, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
Munyengetero waDhavhidhi. Inzwai, imi Jehovha, mukumbiro wangu wakarurama; inzwai kuchema kwangu. Rerekerai nzeve yenyu kumunyengetero wangu, usingabvi pamiromo inonyengera.
2 My judgment goes out from before You; Your eyes see uprightly.
Kururamiswa kwangu ngakubve kwamuri; meso enyu ngaaone zvakarurama.
3 You have proved my heart, You have inspected by night, You have tried me, You find nothing; My thoughts do not pass over my mouth.
Kunyange mukaedza mwoyo wangu uye mukandiongorora usiku, kunyange mukandiedza, hamungawani chinhu; ndakazvisunga kuti muromo wangu urege kutadza.
4 As for doings of man, Through a word of Your lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
Kana ari mabasa avanhu, neshoko remiromo yenyu, ndakanzvenga nzira dzouyo anoita nechisimba.
5 To uphold my goings in Your paths, My steps have not slipped.
Nhambwe dzangu dzakarambira panzira dzenyu; tsoka dzangu hadzina kutedzemuka.
6 I called You, for You answer me, O God, incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
Haiwa Mwari, ndinodana kwamuri, nokuti muchandipindura; rerekerai nzeve yenyu kwandiri, munzwe munyengetero wangu.
7 Separate Your kindness wonderfully, O Savior of the confiding, By Your right hand, from withstanders.
Ratidzai kushamisa kworudo rwenyu rukuru, imi munoponesa noruoko rwenyu rworudyi, avo vanovanda vavengi vavo mamuri.
8 Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; Hide me in the shadow of Your wings,
Ndichengetei semboni yeziso renyu; ndivanzei pasi pomumvuri wamapapiro enyu,
9 From the face of the wicked who spoiled me, [From] my enemies in soul who go around against me.
kubva kuno wakaipa anondirwisa, kubva kuvavengi vangu, vanoda kundiuraya, vakandikomberedza.
10 They have closed up their fat, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
Vanodzivira mwoyo yavo yakavangarara, uye miromo yavo inotaura nokuzvikudza.
11 “Our steps have now surrounded [him]”; They set their eyes to turn aside in the land.
Vakandironda, zvino vandikomba, vanocherechedza nameso avo kuti vandiwisire pasi.
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
Vakaita seshumba ine nzara yechokudya, seshumba huru yakavandira pakavanda.
13 Arise, O YHWH, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Your sword,
Haiwa, Jehovha, simukai, mirai pamberi pavo, vawisirei pasi; ndirwirei nomunondo wenyu pano wakaipa.
14 From men, Your hand, O YHWH, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Your hidden things You fill their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons, And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
Haiwa, Jehovha, ndiponesei noruoko rwenyu kubva kuvanhu vakadai, kubva kuvanhu venyika ino vano mubayiro uri muupenyu huno. Munopedza nzara yaavo vamunoda; vanakomana vavo vane zvakawanda, uye vanounganidzira vana vavo pfuma.
15 I—in righteousness, I see Your face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Your form!
Zvino ini mukururama, ndichaona chiso chenyu; pandinomuka, ndichagutswa nokuona mufananidzo wenyu.
