Psalms 27
1 David’s. Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?
Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Jehovha ndiye chiedza changu noruponeso rwangu, ndichagotya aniko? Jehovha ndiye nhare youpenyu hwangu, ndianiko wandingatya?
2 When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies—mine!—they, stumbled and fell!
Vanhu vakaipa pavakauya kwandiri kuzodya nyama yangu, vavengi navadzivisi vangu pavanondirwisa, vanogumburwa ndokuwa.
3 Though there pitch against me—a camp, my heart shall not fear, —Though there come up against me—a battle, still, am I confident.
Kunyange hondo ikandikomba, mwoyo wangu haungazotyi; kunyange hondo ikamuka kuzondirwisa, ipapo ndichavimba naJehovha.
4 One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, —That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.
Chinhu chimwe chete chandinokumbira kuna Jehovha, ndicho chandinotsvaka: kuti ndigare mumba maJehovha mazuva ose oupenyu hwangu, kuti nditarire kunaka kwaJehovha uye ndimutsvake mutemberi yake.
5 For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, —He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.
Nokuti zuva rokutambudzika achandichengeta zvakanaka munzvimbo yaanogara; achandiviga mudumba retabhenakeri yake, agondikwidza pamusoro pedombo.
6 Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.
Ipapo musoro wangu uchasimudzirwa pamusoro pavavengi vakandipoteredza; ndichamubayira zvibayiro patabhenakeri yake nomufaro mukuru; ndichaimba ndigoimbira Jehovha nziyo.
7 Hear, O Yahweh, With my voice, do I cry, Oh then show me favour and answer me.
Inzwai inzwi rangu kana ndichidana, imi Jehovha; ndinzwirei ngoni mugondipindura.
8 To thee, said my heart—[When thou saidst] Seek ye my face—Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!
Mwoyo wangu unoti kwandiri, “Tsvaka chiso chake!” Chiso chenyu, Jehovha, ndichachitsvaka.
9 Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, —My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!
Regai kundivanzira chiso chenyu, musadzinga muranda wenyu mukutsamwa; makanga muri mubatsiri wangu. Regai kundiramba kana kundisiya, imi Mwari Muponesi wangu.
10 When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!
Kunyange baba vangu namai vangu vakandisiya, Jehovha achandigamuchira.
11 Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, —And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.
Ndidzidzisei nzira yenyu, imi Jehovha; ndisesedzei munzira yakarurama nokuda kwavamanikidzi vangu.
12 Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.
Regai kundisundira kuzvido zvavavengi vangu, nokuti zvapupu zvenhema zvinondimukira, vachifemedzeka nehasha.
13 I believe that I shall see—The goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living,
Ndichine chokwadi neizvi zvokuti: ndichaona kunaka kwaJehovha munyika yavapenyu.
14 Wait thou for Yahweh, —Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!
Rindira Jehovha; iva nesimba, utsunge mwoyo ugomirira Jehovha.
