Psalms 38
1 A Melody of David. To bring to Remembrance. O Yahweh, do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me;
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, ndũkandũithie ũrĩ na marakara, kana ũũherithie ũrĩ na mangʼũrĩ.
2 For, thine arrows, have sunk down into me, and thy hand, presseth heavily upon me.
Nĩgũkorwo mĩguĩ yaku nĩĩtheceete, na guoko gwaku nĩ kũũhũrĩte mũno.
3 There is no soundness in my flesh, By reason of thine indignation, There is no peace in my bones, By reason of my sin;
Ndirĩ na ũgima wa mwĩrĩ tondũ wa mangʼũrĩ maku; mahĩndĩ makwa nĩmarũaru nĩ ũndũ wa mehia makwa.
4 For, mine iniquities, have passed over my head, Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me:
Mahĩtia makwa nĩmanditũhĩire mũno o ta mũrigo mũritũ itangĩhota gũkuua.
5 My wounds are of bad odour—they have festered, by reason of my folly:
Ironda ciakwa nĩitogotete na ikanunga nĩ tondũ wa ũrimũ wakwa wa mehia.
6 I am bent, I am bowed down very low. All the day, have I gloomily walked;
Thiiaga ndĩĩhacĩte, ngakungĩrĩra mũno, mũthenya wothe ndindaga ngĩcakaya.
7 For, my loins, are filled with inflammation, and there is no soundness in my flesh:
Mũgongo wakwa ũiyũrĩtwo nĩ ruo ta rwa mwaki; ndirĩ na ũgima wa mwĩrĩ.
8 I am benumbed and crushed exceedingly, —I have cried aloud because of the groaning of my heart.
Ndĩ mũmocu na ngathuthĩka biũ; ndĩracaaya nĩ ruo rwa ngoro.
9 O My Lord! before thee, is all my longing, and, my sighing, from thee, hath not been hid:
Wee Mwathani, wendi wakwa wothe ũrĩ o mbere yaku; gũcaaya gwakwa ti kũhitharu harĩwe.
10 My heart, fluttereth, my strength hath forsaken me, and, as for the light of mine eyes, even they, are not with me:
Ngoro yakwa nĩĩratuuma mũno, naguo hinya wakwa nĩgũthira ũrathira; o na ũtheri nĩumĩte maitho-inĩ makwa.
11 My lovers, and my friends, from before my stroke, stand aloof, —and, my near ones, far away, do stand:
Arata na athiritũ akwa matiendaga kũnguhĩrĩria nĩ ũndũ wa ironda ciakwa; o na andũ a itũũra rĩakwa manjikaraga haraihu.
12 Yea they who are seeking my life, have laid snares, and they who are asking my harm, have threatened engulfing ruin, And, deceitful things—all day long, do they mutter.
Andũ arĩa mendaga kũnjũraga nĩ mĩtego mandegagĩra, arĩa mendaga kũnjĩka ũũru maaragia ũrĩa mangĩnyũnũha; mũthenya wothe mathugundaga o maheeni.
13 But, I, as one deaf, will not hear, —and as one dumb, who will not open his mouth:
Niĩ haana ta mũndũ gĩtaigua, ũrĩa ũtaiguaga, ngahaana ta mũndũ ũtaaragia, ũrĩa ũtangĩtumũra kanua gake;
14 Thus have I become as a man who cannot hear, in whose mouth are no arguments:
nduĩkĩte ta mũndũ ũtaiguaga, ũrĩa kanua gake gatarĩ ũndũ kangĩhota gũcookia.
15 Because, for thee, O Yahweh, have I waited, Thou, wilt answer, O Adonay, my God!
Wee Jehova, Wee nĩwe njetagĩrĩra; Wee Mwathani Ngai wakwa, Wee nĩwe ũkũnjookeria ũhoro.
16 For I said, Lest they rejoice over me! When my feet were tottering, against me, have they magnified themselves:
Nĩgũkorwo ndoigire atĩrĩ, “Ndũkanareke thũ ciakwa ingenerere, o na kana ciĩtũũgĩrie igũrũ rĩakwa rĩrĩa kũgũrũ gwakwa gwatenderũka.”
17 For, I, to halt, am ready, and, my pain, is before me continually;
Nĩgũkorwo ngirie kũgũa, na njikaraga ndĩ na ruo hĩndĩ ciothe.
18 For, mine iniquity, will I declare, I shall be anxious because of my sin;
Nĩngumbũra waganu wakwa; nĩthĩĩnĩtio nĩ mehia makwa.
19 And, my foes, are alive—have become strong, —and multiplied are they who hate me for false cause:
Thũ ciakwa iria irĩ kĩyo nĩcio nyingĩ; arĩa maathũire hatarĩ gĩtũmi nĩ aingĩ.
20 Even they who are repaying evil for good, accuse me because I pursue the good.
Andũ arĩa mandĩhaga wega wakwa na ũũru manjambagia rĩrĩa niĩ ngũthingata ũndũ ũrĩa mwega.
21 Do not forsake me, O Yahweh, My God! be not far from me:
Wee Jehova, ndũkandiganĩrie; Wee Ngai wakwa, ndũgaikare haraihu na niĩ.
22 Make haste to help me, My Lord, my deliverance!
Ũka narua ũndeithie, Wee Mwathani, Mũhonokia wakwa.
