< Psalms 41 >
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in the day of evil.
Amebarikiwa mtu yule amkumbukaye mnyonge; katika siku ya taabu, Yahwe atamuokoa.
2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive, and he shall be blessed upon the earth; and deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.
Yahwe atamuhifadhi na kumuweka hai, naye atabarikiwa duniani; Yahwe hata mrudisha kwenye mapenzi ya adui zake.
3 The LORD will support him upon the couch of languishing: thou makest all his bed in his sickness.
Awapo kwenye kitanda cha mateso Yahwe atamsaidia; nawe utakifanya kitanda cha ugonjwa kuwa kitanda cha uponyaji.
4 I said, O LORD, have mercy upon me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
Nami nilisema, “Yahwe unihurumie! Uniponye, kwa maana nimekutenda dhambi wewe.”
5 Mine enemies speak evil against me, [saying], When shall he die, and his name perish?
Adui zangu huongea maovu dhidi yangu, wakisema, 'Atakufa lini na jina lake lipotee?'
6 And if he come to see [me], he speaketh vanity; his heart gathereth iniquity to itself: when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
Adui yangu ajapo kuniona, huongea mambo yasiyo na maana; moyo wake hukusanya maafa yangu kwa ajili yake mwenyewe; na aondokapo kwangu, yeye huwaambia watu wengine kuhusu hayo.
7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
Wale wote wanaonichukia kwa pamoja hunon'gona dhidi yangu; nao wanafarijika kwa ajili ya maumivu yangu.
8 An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Wakisema, “Gonjwa baya limemshikilia yeye haswa; na sasa kuwa amelala kitandani, hatainuka kamwe.”
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
Kweli, hata rafiki yangu wa karibu, ambae nilimuamini, aliye kula mkate wangu, ameinua kisigino chake dhidi yangu.
10 But thou, O LORD, have mercy upon me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Bali wewe, Yahwe, unihurumie na uniinue ili kwamba niwalipizie kisasi.
11 By this I know that thou delightest in me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
Na hivi nitajua kuwa unafurahishwa nami, kwa kuwa adui yangu hatafurahia kunishinda.
12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
Kwangu mimi, wewe unanisaidia katika uadilifu wangu na utaniweka mbele ya uso wako milele.
13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Yahwe, Mungu wa Israeli asifiwe milele na milele. Amen na Amen. Kitabu ya Pili