Psalms 144
1 [By David.] Blessed be YHWH, my Rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:
Salimo la Davide. Atamandike Yehova Thanthwe langa, amene amaphunzitsa manja anga kuchita nkhondo; zala zanga kumenya nkhondo.
2 my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues peoples under me.
Iye ndiye Mulungu wanga wachikondi ndi malo anga otetezedwa, linga langa ndi mpulumutsi wanga, chishango changa mmene ine ndimathawiramo, amene amagonjetsa mitundu ya anthu pansi panga.
3 YHWH, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
Inu Yehova, munthu nʼchiyani kuti mumamusamalira, mwana wa munthu kuti muzimuganizira?
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
Munthu ali ngati mpweya; masiku ake ali ngati mthunzi wosakhalitsa.
5 Part your heavens, YHWH, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
Ngʼambani mayiko akumwamba, Inu Yehova, ndipo tsikani pansi; khudzani mapiri kuti atulutse utsi.
6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
Tumizani zingʼaningʼani ndi kubalalitsa adani; ponyani mivi yanu ndi kuwathamangitsa.
7 Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
Tambasulani dzanja lanu kuchokera kumwamba; landitseni ndi kundipulumutsa, ku madzi amphamvu, mʼmanja mwa anthu achilendo,
8 whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
amene pakamwa pawo ndi podzala ndi mabodza, amene dzanja lawo lamanja ndi lachinyengo.
9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
Ndidzakuyimbirani nyimbo yatsopano Inu Mulungu; ndidzakuyimbirani nyimbo pa zeze wa nsambo khumi,
10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
kwa Iye amene amapambanitsa mafumu, amene amapulumutsa Davide mtumiki wake ku lupanga loopsa.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Landitseni ndi kundipulumutsa, mʼmanja mwa anthu achilendo, amene pakamwa pawo ndi podzaza ndi mabodza, amene dzanja lawo lamanja ndi lachinyengo.
12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
Ndipo ana aamuna pa chinyamata chawo adzakhala ngati mbewu yosamalidwa bwino, ana athu aakazi adzakhala ngati zipilala zosemedwa bwino, zokongoletsera nyumba yaufumu.
13 Our storehouses are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
Nkhokwe zathu zidzakhala zodzaza ndi zokolola za mtundu uliwonse. Nkhosa zathu zidzaswana miyandamiyanda pa mabusa athu.
14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
Ngʼombe zathu zidzanyamula katundu wolemera. Sipadzakhala mingʼalu pa makoma, sipadzakhalanso kupita ku ukapolo, mʼmisewu mwathu simudzakhala kulira chifukwa cha mavuto.
15 Blessed are the people who are in such a situation. Blessed are the people whose God is YHWH.
Odala anthu amene adzalandira madalitso awa; odala anthu amene Mulungu wawo ndi Yehova.
