Psalms 24

1 David’s. A Melody. To Yahweh, belongeth, The earth and the fulness thereof, The world, and they who dwell therein;

Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Nyika ndeyaJehovha, nezvose zviri mairi, nyika, navose vanogaramo;

2 For, he, upon the seas, hath founded it, and upon the currents, doth make it firm.

nokuti akaiteya pamusoro pamakungwa uye akaisimbisa pamusoro pemvura zhinji.

3 Who shall ascend the mountain of Yahweh? And who shall stand in his holy place?

Ndianiko angakwira pachikomo chaJehovha? Ndianiko angamira panzvimbo yake tsvene?

4 The clean of hands, and pure of heart, —who hath not uplifted, to falsehood, his soul, nor sworn deceitfully,

Uyo ana maoko akachena nomwoyo wakanaka, asingasimudziri mwoyo wake kuzvifananidzo, kana kupika nhema.

5 Shall bear away a blessing from Yahweh, and righteousness, from his delivering God.

Iye achagamuchira makomborero anobva kuna Jehovha nokururamiswa kunobva kuna Mwari woruponeso rwake.

6 This, is the generation of them who inquire of him, who seek thy face, O God of Jacob. (Selah)

Ivava ndivo rudzi rwaavo vanomutsvaka, ivo vanotsvaka chiso chenyu, imi Mwari waJakobho. Sera

7 Lift up, O ye gates, your heads, and lift yourselves up, ye age-abiding doors, That the king of glory may come in.

Simudzai misoro yenyu, imi masuo; muisimudze, imi makonhi akare, kuti Mambo wokubwinya apinde.

8 Who is the king of glory? Yahweh, strong and mighty, Yahweh, mighty in war.

Ndianiko uyu Mambo wokubwinya? Ndiye Jehovha ane simba noumhare, Jehovha ane simba pakurwa.

9 Lift up, O ye gates, your heads, yea lift [them] up, ye age-abiding doors, That the king of glory may come in.

Simudzai misoro yenyu, imi masuo; muasimudze, imi makonhi akare, kuti Mambo wokubwinya apinde.

10 Who then is the king of glory? Yahweh of hosts, He, is the king of glory. (Selah)

Ndianiko, uyu Mambo wokubwinya? Jehovha Wamasimba Ose, ndiye Mambo wokubwinya. Sera