Psalms 59
1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.] Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Potsata mayimbidwe a “Musawononge.” Ndakatulo ya Davide. Pamene Sauli anatumiza anthu kuti akalondere nyumba ya Davide ndi cholinga choti amuphe. Landitseni kwa adani anga, Inu Mulungu; munditeteze kwa anthu amene auka kutsutsana nane.
2 Deliver me from evildoers. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Landitseni kwa anthu ochita zoyipa ndipo mundipulumutse kwa anthu okhetsa magazi.
3 For, look, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, YHWH.
Onani momwe iwo akundibisalira! Anthu owopsa agwirizana zolimbana nane; osati chifukwa cha mlandu kapena tchimo langa, Inu Yehova.
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, look, and help me.
Ine sindinachite cholakwa, koma iwo ndi okonzeka kundithira nkhondo. Dzukani kuti mundithandize; penyani mavuto anga!
5 You, YHWH, the God of hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
Inu Yehova Mulungu Wamphamvuzonse, Mulungu wa Israeli, dzidzutseni nokha kuti mulange anthu a mitundu ina yonse; musaonetse chifundo chanu kwa anthu oyipa achinyengowa.
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Iwo amabweranso madzulo akuchita phokoso ngati agalu ndi kumangoyendayenda mu mzinda.
7 Look, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?"
Onani zomwe amalavula mʼkamwa mwawo; iwo amalavula malupanga kuchokera pa milomo yawo, ndipo amanena kuti, “Ndani angatimve?”
8 But you, YHWH, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
Koma Inu Yehova, mumawaseka, mumayinyoza mitundu yonseyo.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
Inu mphamvu yanga, ine ndiyangʼana kwa inu; Inu Mulungu, ndinu linga langa.
10 My God of mercy will come to meet me. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
Mulungu wanga wachikondi. Mulungu adzapita patsogolo panga ndipo adzandilola kunyada pa iwo amene amandinyoza.
11 Do not kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, YHWH our shield.
Koma musawaphe, Inu Ambuye chishango chathu, kuopa kuti anthu anga angayiwale. Mwa mphamvu zanu, lolani kuti azingoyendayenda ndipo muwatsitse.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
Chifukwa cha machimo a pakamwa pawo chifukwa cha mawu a milomo yawo, iwo akodwe mʼkunyada kwawo. Chifukwa cha matemberero ndi mabodza amene ayankhula
13 Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the farthest parts of the earth. (Selah)
muwawononge mu ukali (wanu) muwawononge mpaka atheretu. Pamenepo zidzadziwika ku malekezero a dziko lapansi kuti Mulungu amalamulira Yakobo.
14 At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
Iwo amabweranso madzulo, akuchita phokoso ngati agalu ndi kumangoyenda mu mzinda.
15 They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied.
Iwo amayendayenda kufuna chakudya ndipo amawuwa ngati sanakhute.
16 But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
Koma ine ndidzayimba za mphamvu yanu, mmawa ndidzayimba zachikondi chanu; pakuti ndinu linga langa, pothawirapo panga mʼnthawi ya mavuto.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
Inu mphamvu yanga, ndiyimba matamando kwa inu; Inu Mulungu, ndinu linga langa, Mulungu wanga wachikondi.
