Psalms 41
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:
Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Akaropafadzwa uyo ane hanya navasina simba; Jehovha anomurwira panguva dzokutambudzika.
2 Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!
Jehovha achamudzivirira uye achachengetedza upenyu hwake; achamuropafadza panyika uye haangamuisi kuchido chavavengi vake.
3 Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
Jehovha achamuraramisa panhoo yake yourwere uye achamuponesa panhoo yake yourwere.
4 I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:
Ini ndakati, “Haiwa Jehovha, ndinzwirei ngoni; ndiporesei, nokuti ndakakutadzirai.”
5 Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
Vavengi vangu vachindigodora vanoti, “Achafa riniko uye zita rake rigoparara?”
6 And, if he have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth it.
Kana mumwe achiuya kuzondiona, anotaura zvenhema, mwoyo uchiunganidza makuhwa; ipapo anobuda ondozviparadzira kumwe.
7 Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
Vavengi vangu vose vanoita zevezeve pamwe chete pamusoro pangu; vanondifungira zvakaipisisa, vachiti,
8 An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.
“Chirwere chakaipa chakamubata, haachambomukizve panzvimbo paakarara.”
9 Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, —hath magnified his heel against me!
Kunyange neshamwari yangu yapedyo yandaivimba nayo, yandaigovana zvokudya nayo, yandisimudzira chitsitsinho chayo.
10 But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
Asi imi, iyemi Jehovha, mune tsitsi neni, ndisimudzei, kuti ndivatsive.
11 Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.
Ndinoziva kuti munofadzwa neni, nokuti muvengi wangu haandikundi.
12 But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
Munonditsigira pakutendeka kwangu, uye munondiisa pamberi penyu nokusingaperi.
13 Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!
Kurumbidzwa ngakuve kuna Jehovha, Mwari waIsraeri, kubva pakusingaperi kusvikira nokusingaperi.
