Psalms 104
1 Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, —Yahweh, my God, thou art exceedingly great, With honour and majesty, hast thou clothed thyself,
Gooca Jehova, wee ngoro yakwa. Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, Wee ũrĩ mũnene mũno; wĩhumbĩte riiri na ũkaru.
2 Putting on light, as a robe, Stretching out the heavens, as a curtain;
Ehumbĩte ũtheri taarĩ nguo; we atambũrũkagia igũrũ taarĩ hema,
3 Building, in the waters, his upper chambers, —Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind;
na akaara mĩgamba ya tũnyũmba twake twa ngoroba igũrũ rĩa maaĩ. We atũmaga matu matuĩke ngaari yake ya ita, na agakuuo nĩ mathagu ma rũhuho.
4 Making His messengers, winds, His attendants, a flaming fire;
Nĩwe ũtũmaga rũhuho rũtuĩke arekio ake, nacio nĩnĩmbĩ cia mwaki agacitua ndungata ciake.
5 He hath fixed the earth on its foundations, It is not to be shaken, to times age-abiding and beyond.
We aahaandire thĩ igũrũ rĩa mĩthingi yayo; ndĩrĩ hĩndĩ ĩngĩenyenyeka.
6 With the resounding deep—as a garment, hast thou covered it, Above the mountains, stand the waters;
Wamĩhumbĩrire na iria rĩrĩa inene taarĩ nguo; maaĩ maikarire makunĩkĩire irĩma.
7 At thy rebuke, they flee, At the voice of thy thunder, they hurry away;
No rĩrĩ, wakũũmire maaĩ makĩũra, nacio ngwa ciaku ciagamba magĩĩthara;
8 Mountains rise, Valleys sink, Unto the place which thou hast fixed for them;
magĩtherera igũrũ wa irĩma, magĩikũrũka cianda-inĩ, magĩtherera na kũrĩa watuĩte mathiĩ.
9 Bounds, hast thou set, which they are not to pass over, They are not to return to cover the earth.
Wee nĩwe wekĩrire mũhaka ũrĩa matangĩkĩra; gũtirĩ hĩndĩ magaacooka kũhumbĩra thĩ.
10 Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along;
We atũmaga ithima ciitĩrĩre maaĩ mĩkuru-inĩ; mathereraga gatagatĩ-inĩ ka irĩma.
11 They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.
Nĩcio iheaga nyamũ ciothe cia gĩthaka maaĩ ma kũnyua; nĩkuo njagĩ cia werũ-inĩ inyootoragĩrwo.
12 Over them, the bird of the heavens settleth down, From amidst the foliage, they utter a voice.
Nyoni cia rĩera-inĩ ciakaga itara hakuhĩ na maaĩ macio; ciinaga irĩ honge-inĩ cia mĩtĩ.
13 Who watereth the mountains out of his upper chambers, Out of the fruit of thy works, thou satisfiest the earth.
We aitagĩrĩria irĩma maaĩ moimĩte nyũmba-inĩ ciake iria irĩ igũrũ; thĩ nĩĩiganagwo nĩ maciaro ma wĩra wake.
14 Who causeth the grass to shoot forth for the cattle, And the herb, for the service of man, That he may bring forth food out of the earth;
We atũmaga nyeki ĩkũre nĩ ũndũ wa kũrĩĩo nĩ mahiũ, na agakũria mĩmera ĩrĩa andũ mahaandaga, tĩĩri-inĩ gũgakiumaga irio:
15 And, wine, may rejoice the heart of man, Making radiant his well-nourished face, —And, food, may, the heart of man, sustain.
ndibei ĩrĩa ĩkenagia ngoro ya mũndũ na maguta ma gũtũma ũthiũ wake ũkenge, o na irio iria ciĩkagĩra ngoro yake hinya.
16 Satisfied are, The trees of Yahweh, The cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;
Mĩtĩ ya Jehova nĩyuragĩrio mbura wega, mĩtarakwa ĩyo ya Lebanoni o ĩrĩa aahaandire.
17 Where the birds build their nests, The stork, in the fir-trees, hath her house;
Kũu nĩkuo nyoni ciakaga itara ciacio; nayo njũũ, nyũmba yayo ĩrĩ kũu mĩkarakaba-inĩ.
18 The high mountains, are for the chamois, The crags, are a refuge for the conies.
Irĩma-inĩ iria ndaaya nĩkuo mbũri cia gĩthaka ciikaraga; mĩatũka-inĩ ya mahiga nĩkuo ikami ciĩhithaga.
19 He hath made the moon for seasons, And, the sun, knoweth his place for entering in.
Mweri nĩguo ũmenyithanagia hĩndĩ ya imera, narĩo riũa nĩrĩmenyaga hĩndĩ yarĩo ya gũthũa.
20 Thou causest darkness, and it becometh night, Therein, creepeth forth, Every wild beast of the forest;
Wee nĩwe ũtũmaga kũgĩe nduma, gũgatuĩka ũtukũ, nacio nyamũ ciothe cia gĩthaka ikoimĩra icemeete.
21 The young lions, roaring for prey, And seeking, from GOD, their food.
Mĩrũũthi ĩrĩa mĩĩthĩ ĩraramaga ĩkĩhĩta, na ĩgacaria irio ciayo kuuma harĩ Mũrungu.
22 The sun ariseth, they withdraw themselves, And, in their lairs, lay them down.
Riũa rĩrathaga, nayo ĩgeethiĩra; ĩthiiaga ĩgakoma imamo-inĩ ciayo.
23 Man goeth forth to his work, And to his labour, until evening.
Hĩndĩ ĩyo mũndũ agathiĩ kũruta wĩra wake, agakĩruta wĩra o nginya hwaĩ-inĩ.
24 How thy works abound, O Yahweh! All of them—in wisdom, hast thou made, The earth is full of thy possession: —
Wee Jehova, kaĩ mawĩra maku nĩ maingĩ-ĩ! Mothe ũmarutĩte na ũũgĩ; nayo thĩ ĩiyũrĩte ciũmbe ciaku.
25 This sea here, is great and broad on both hands, —Wherein are creeping things, even without number, Living things, small with great;
Rĩĩrĩa nĩrĩo iria rĩrĩa inene na rĩariĩ, rĩiyũrĩte ciũmbe irĩ muoyo itangĩtarĩka, iria nene na iria nini.
26 There, ships, sail along, This sea-monster, thou hast formed to sport therein;
Marikabu nĩkuo igeragĩra igĩthiĩ na igĩcooka, o na nyamũ ĩrĩa ĩĩtagwo Leviathani, ĩrĩa wombire nĩguo ĩtũũhagĩre kuo.
27 All of them, for thee, do wait, That thou mayest give them their food in its season;
Icio ciothe nĩwe icũthagĩrĩria nĩguo ũcihe irio ciacio hĩndĩ ĩrĩa yagĩrĩire.
28 Thou givest unto them, they gather, Thou openest thy hand, they are satisfied with good.
Na rĩrĩa wacihe irio, cioyaga ikarĩa; rĩrĩa watambũrũkia guoko gwaku, ũcihũũnagia na indo njega.
29 Thou hidest thy face, they are dismayed, Thou withdrawest their spirit, They cease to breathe, And, unto their own dust, do they return:
Rĩrĩa wahitha ũthiũ waku, inyiitagwo nĩ guoya; rĩrĩa weheria mĩhũmũ yacio, ikuuaga igaacooka rũkũngũ-inĩ.
30 Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created, And thou renewest the face of the ground.
Rĩrĩa watũma Roho waku, ikagĩa kuo, nawe ũkerũhia maũndũ mothe gũkũ thĩ.
31 Be thy glory, O Yahweh, to times age-abiding, Let Yahweh rejoice in his own works:
Riiri wa Jehova ũrotũũra nginya tene; Jehova arokenagĩra mawĩra make:
32 Who looketh at the earth, and it trembleth, He toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.
o we ũcio ũroraga thĩ, nayo ĩkainaina, o we ũhutagia irĩma, nacio ikoima ndogo.
33 I will sing to Yahweh, as long as I live! Yea I will touch the strings to my God, while I continue;
Ngũtũũra nyinagĩra Jehova matukũ mothe ma muoyo wakwa; ndĩrĩinaga ngĩgoocaga Ngai wakwa hĩndĩ ĩrĩa yothe ngũtũũra muoyo.
34 Pleasing unto him, be my (meditation) I, will rejoice in Yahweh.
Jehova arokenio nĩ mecũũrania makwa, rĩrĩa ndĩrĩkenaga nĩ ũndũ wake.
35 Sinners shall be consumed out of the earth And, the lawless, no more, shall exist, —Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, Praise ye Yah!
No rĩrĩ, ehia maroniinwo kuuma thĩ, na andũ arĩa aaganu mathire biũ. Wee ngoro yakwa, gooca Jehova. Goocai Jehova.
