Psalms 21
1 For the leader. A psalm of David. The king rejoices, Lord, in your might, how he exults because of your help!
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, mũthamaki nĩakeneire hinya waku. Kaĩ gĩkeno kĩa ũhootani kĩrĩa ũmũheaga gĩkĩrĩ kĩnene-ĩ!
2 You have granted to him his heart’s desire, you have not withheld his lips’ request. (Selah)
Nĩũmũhingĩirie wendi wa ngoro yake, naguo ũndũ ũrĩa akũhooete na mĩromo yake ndũmũimĩte.
3 You came to meet him with rich blessings, you set on his head a golden crown.
Wamwamũkĩrire na irathimo nyingĩ, na ũkĩmwĩkĩra thũmbĩ ya thahabu ĩrĩa therie mũtwe.
4 He asked you for life, you gave it – many long days, forever and ever.
Aakũhooire atũũre muoyo, nawe ũkĩmũhe muoyo, ũkĩmũhe matukũ maingĩ atũũre nginya tene na tene.
5 Great is his glory because of your help, honor and majesty you lay upon him.
Riiri wake nĩ mũnene nĩ ũndũ wa ũhootani ũrĩa ũmũheete; nĩũmũheete riiri na igweta.
6 For you make him most blessed forever, you make him glad with the joy of your presence.
Ti-itherũ nĩũmũrathimĩte na irathimo cia gũtũũra nginya tene, na ũgatũma acanjamũke nĩ gĩkeno gĩa gũikara harĩwe.
7 For the king puts always his trust in the Lord; the Most High, in his love, will preserve him unshaken.
Nĩgũkorwo mũthamaki ehokaga Jehova; nĩ ũndũ wa wendo wa Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno ndangĩenyenyeka.
8 Your hand will reach all your foes, your right hand, all who hate you.
Guoko gwaku nĩgũkanyiita thũ ciaku ciothe; guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo gũgaakumbata arĩa marĩ muku nawe.
9 You will make them like a furnace of fire, when you appear, Lord. The Lord will swallow them up in his wrath. The fire will devour them.
Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa ũkaamoimĩrĩra ũgaatũma mahaane ta icua rĩa mwaki mũnene. Nĩ ũndũ wa mangʼũrĩ make-rĩ, Jehova nĩakamameria, naguo mwaki wake ũmaniine.
10 You will sweep their offspring from the earth, their children from humanity.
Nĩũkaniina njiaro ciao ithire gũkũ thĩ, na ciana cia ciana ciao ũciniine kuuma kũrĩ andũ.
11 When they scheme against you and hatch evil plots – they will fail.
O na mangĩgagũciirĩra magwĩke ũũru, na mathugunde maũndũ ma waganu, matikahootana,
12 For you aim your bow at their faces, make them turn in flight.
nĩgũkorwo nĩũgatũma mahũndũke moore rĩrĩa makoona ũgeetete ũta waku ũmarathe.
13 Be exalted, Lord, in your strength, to your might we shall sing and make music.
No gĩtũũgĩre Wee Jehova, nĩ ũndũ wa hinya waku; na ithuĩ nĩtũine na tũgooce hinya waku.
