< Psalms 16 >

1 [A Poem by David.] Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Mũrungu, ngitagĩra, nĩgũkorwo nĩ harĩwe njũragĩra.
2 I said to Jehovah, "You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing."
Ndeerire Jehova atĩrĩ, “Wee nĩwe Mwathani wakwa; hatirĩ ũndũ mwega ingĩona ũtoimĩte harĩwe.”
3 As for the holy ones who are in the land, they are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.
Ha ũhoro wa andũ arĩa aamũre arĩa marĩ bũrũri-inĩ, acio nĩo andũ arĩa marĩ riiri, na nĩo ngenagĩra mũno.
4 Their sorrows will multiply who pay a dowry for another. Their drink offerings of blood I will not offer, nor take their names on my lips.
Andũ arĩa matengʼeragĩra ngai ingĩ-rĩ, kĩeha kĩao nĩgĩkaingĩha. Ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngarutĩra ngai icio magongona ma gũita thakame, o na kana ngwete marĩĩtwa maacio na mĩromo yakwa.
5 Jehovah is the portion of my inheritance and my cup. You made my lot secure.
Jehova nĩwe ũnjigĩire rwĩga rwakwa, na gĩkombe gĩakwa; Wee nĩwe ũgitagĩra igai rĩakwa.
6 The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, beautiful is my inheritance.
Ũnjatũrĩire ithaka kũndũ kũrĩa kwega; ti-itherũ igai rĩakwa nĩrĩngenagia mũno.
7 I will bless Jehovah, who has given me counsel. Yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
Nĩngũgooca Jehova, ũrĩa ũũheaga kĩrĩra; o na ũtukũ ngoro yakwa nĩĩndaaraga.
8 I have put Jehovah before me at all times. Because he is at my right hand I will never be upended.
Jehova akoragwo arĩ mbere yakwa hĩndĩ ciothe. Tondũ arĩ guoko-inĩ gwakwa kwa ũrĩo-rĩ, ndingĩenyenyeka.
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ngoro yakwa nĩnjanjamũku, na rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũgakena; o naguo mwĩrĩ wakwa nĩ ũgaatũũra ũrĩ na thayũ,
10 For you will not abandon my soul in Sheol, neither will you allow your Holy One to see decay. (Sheol h7585)
tondũ ndũkandiganĩria mbĩrĩra-inĩ, o na kana ũreke Ũrĩa-waku-Mũtheru abuthe. (Sheol h7585)
11 You make known to me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forevermore.
Nĩũũmenyithĩtie njĩra ya gũthiĩ muoyo-inĩ; nĩũkanjiyũria gĩkeno ndĩ harĩa ũrĩ, hamwe na mwago wa tene na tene ndĩ guoko-inĩ gwaku kwa ũrĩo.

< Psalms 16 >