Psalms 65
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm. A Song of David. Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Zion: and unto thee shall the vow be performed.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, twetereire gũkũgooca tũrĩ Zayuni; nĩ harĩwe mĩĩhĩtwa iitũ ĩkaahingio.
2 O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come.
Wee ũiguaga mahooya-rĩ, andũ othe marĩũkaga harĩwe.
3 Iniquities prevail against me: as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away.
Rĩrĩa twahubanĩirio nĩ mehia, Wee nĩwatũrekeire mahĩtia maitũ.
4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach [unto thee], that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, the holy place of thy temple.
Kũrathimwo-rĩ, nĩ andũ arĩa ũthuurĩte, na ũkamarehe hakuhĩ matũũrage kũu nja ciaku! Ithuĩ tũrĩiganagĩra nĩ maũndũ mega ma nyũmba yaku, o macio ma hekarũ yaku theru.
5 By terrible things thou wilt answer us in righteousness, O God of our salvation; thou that art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea:
Ũtũcookagĩria ũhoro na ciĩko cia magegania na cia kĩhooto, Wee Ngai Mũhonokia witũ, o Wee nĩwe mwĩhoko wa andũ arĩa marĩ ituri-inĩ ciothe cia thĩ, na arĩa marĩ iria-inĩ kũndũ kũraya mũno,
6 Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains; being girded about with might:
o Wee wombire irĩma na hinya waku, wĩohete ũhoti taarĩ mũcibi,
7 Which stilleth the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of the peoples.
o Wee wahooreririe mũrurumo wa maria, ũkĩhooreria mũrurumo wa ndiihũ ciamo, na ũgĩkiria inegene rĩa ndũrĩrĩ.
8 They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens: thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.
Andũ arĩa matũũraga kũraya nĩmetigagĩra magegania maku; ũtũmaga thĩ yothe ĩkene, kuuma kũrĩa rũciinĩ rũrathaga nginya kũrĩa hwaĩ-inĩ ũthũaga.
9 Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it, thou greatly enrichest it; the river of God is full of water: thou providest them corn, when thou hast so prepared the earth.
Wee nĩwe ũmenyagĩrĩra thĩ na ũkamiurĩria mbura; ũtũmaga ĩgĩe na bũthi mũingĩ. Rũũĩ rwa Ngai rũiyũrĩte maaĩ ma gũkũrĩria andũ irio, nĩgũkorwo ũguo nĩguo wathĩrĩirie gwĩkagwo.
10 Thou waterest her furrows abundantly; thou settlest the ridges thereof: thou makest it soft with showers; thou blessest the springing thereof.
Ũiyũragia mĩtaro yakuo maaĩ, na ũkaaragania mĩkũmũkũmũ yakuo; ũmĩororoagia na mbura ya rũthuthuũ, na ũkarathima kĩmera kĩayo.
11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness.
Mwaka ũwĩkĩrĩte thũmbĩ ya wega waku, namo makaari maku makaiyũrĩrĩra bũthi mũingĩ.
12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the hills are girded with joy.
Nyeki ya werũ nĩ nduru mũno, natuo tũrĩma tũiyũrĩtwo nĩ gĩkeno.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.
Cieni ciyũrĩte ndũũru cia ngʼondu, nacio ituamba ikaiyũra ngano; indo ciothe iroigĩrĩria ikaina nĩ gũkena.
