Psalms 56

1 TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “A SILENT DOVE FAR OFF.” A MIKTAM OF DAVID, IN THE PHILISTINES’ TAKING HOLD OF HIM IN GATH. Favor me, O God, for man swallowed me up, All the day fighting he oppresses me,

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, njiguĩra tha, nĩgũkorwo andũ nĩmaingatanĩte na niĩ mũno; mũthenya wothe mendaga o gũũtharĩkĩra.

2 My enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many [are] fighting against me, O Most High,

Andũ arĩa manjambagia maingatanaga na niĩ mũthenya wothe; aingĩ nĩ arĩa maraatharĩkĩra na mwĩtĩĩo.

3 [In] the day I am afraid I am confident toward You.

Rĩrĩa ndetigĩra-rĩ, nĩwe ndĩrĩhokaga.

4 In God I praise His word, in God I have trusted, I do not fear what flesh does to me.

Nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa Ngai, nĩndĩrĩgoocaga kiugo gĩake, ndĩhokete o Ngai; ndingĩĩtigĩra. Mũndũ ũrĩ na mwĩrĩ angĩnjĩka atĩa?

5 All the day they wrest my words, All their thoughts [are] for evil concerning me,

Mũthenya wothe matindaga makĩogomia ciugo ciakwa; hĩndĩ ciothe mathugundaga kũnjĩka ũũru.

6 They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.

Manjiiragĩra na makanjoheria, na makarĩithania na mĩthiĩre yakwa, makĩenda kũnjũraga.

7 They escape by iniquity, In anger put down the peoples, O God.

Wee Ngai, ndũkareke mahonoke o na atĩa; ngʼaũrania ndũrĩrĩ na marakara maku.

8 You have counted my wandering, You place my tear in Your bottle, Are they not in Your scroll?

Andĩka ũhoro wa gũcakaya gwakwa; maithori makwa mekĩre cuba-inĩ yaku, githĩ matirĩ maandĩko-inĩ maku?

9 Then turn back my enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God [is] for me.

Rĩrĩa ngaakaya ndeithio thũ ciakwa nĩikahũndũka. Ũndũ ũcio nĩũgatũma menye atĩ Ngai arĩ hamwe na niĩ.

10 In God I praise the word, In YHWH I praise the word.

Nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa Ngai, ũrĩa ngoocaga kiugo gĩake, nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa Jehova, ũrĩa ngoocaga kiugo gĩake,

11 In God I trusted, I do not fear what man does to me,

ndĩhokete o Ngai; ndingĩĩtigĩra. Mũndũ-rĩ, angĩnjĩka atĩa?

12 On me, O God, [are] Your vows, I repay thank-offerings to You.

Wee Ngai, mĩĩhĩtwa ĩrĩa ndĩĩhĩtĩte ndĩ o nayo, nĩndĩrĩkũrutagĩra maruta ma gũgũcookeria ngaatho.

13 For You have delivered my soul from death, Do You not [keep] my feet from falling? To habitually walk before God in the light of the living!

Nĩgũkorwo nĩũũhonoketie kuuma gĩkuũ-inĩ, na ũkagirĩrĩria magũrũ makwa kũhĩngwo, nĩguo thiiage mbere ya Ngai ngĩonaga ũtheri ũrĩa wonagwo nĩ arĩa marĩ muoyo.