< Psalms 45 >

1 To the Chief Musician. On Shoshannim. For the Sons of Korah. A Psalm of Instruction. A Song of Love. Overflowed hath my heart, with an excellent theme, I will recite my poem concerning the king, Be, my tongue, [like] the pen of a scribe who is skilled.
Thaburi ya Ariũ a Kora Ngoro yakwa ĩiyũrĩtwo nĩ ũhoro mwega rĩrĩa ngũinĩra mũthamaki rwĩmbo rũrũ; rũrĩmĩ rwakwa no ta karamu ka mwandĩki ũrĩa mũũgĩ.
2 Most beautiful thou art, beyond the sons of men, Graciousness hath been poured forth by thy lips, For this cause, hath God blessed thee, to times age-abiding.
Wee ũrĩ mũthaka mũno gũkĩra andũ othe, nacio iromo ciaku nĩciitĩrĩirio maũndũ ma ũtugi, kuona atĩ Ngai nĩakũrathimĩte nginya tene.
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, [’Tis] thine honour and thy majesty;
Wĩohe rũhiũ rwaku rwa njora njohero, Wee njamba ĩno ĩrĩ hinya; wĩhumbe ũkaru waku o na ũnene.
4 And, [in] thy majesty, be successful! ride forth! on behalf of faithfulness, and humility—righteousness, And let thine own right hand show thee wonderful things.
Ũrĩ thĩinĩ wa ũnene waku thiĩ ũhaicĩte mbarathi, ũkĩhootanaga nĩ ũndũ wa ũhoro wa ma, na wa kwĩnyiihia, o na wa ũthingu; reke guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo kuonanie ciĩko cia kũmakania.
5 Thine arrows, are sharp—Peoples, under thee, fall! In the heart of the foes of the king.
Mĩguĩ yaku ĩrĩa mĩũgĩ nĩĩtheece thũ cia mũthamaki o ngoro-inĩ; ndũrĩrĩ nĩigwe magũrũ-inĩ maku.
6 Thy throne, O God, is to times age-abiding and beyond, A sceptre of equity, is the sceptre of thy kingdom.
Wee Ngai, gĩtĩ gĩaku kĩa ũnene gĩgũtũũra tene na tene; mũthĩgi waku wa kĩhooto nĩguo ũgaatuĩka mũthĩgi wa ũthamaki waku.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated lawlessness, —For this cause, hath God, thine own God, anointed thee, With the oil of gladness, beyond thy partners.
Wee wendete ũthingu no ũgathũũra waganu; nĩ ũndũ ũcio Ngai, o we Ngai waku, nĩakwambararĩtie gũkĩra athiritũ aku othe na ũndũ wa gũgũitĩrĩria maguta ma gĩkeno.
8 Myrrh and aloes, cassias, all thy garments, —Out of the palaces of ivory, the tones of strings, have rejoiced thee.
Nguo ciaku ciothe inungĩte o manemane, na thubiri, na mũndarathini; nĩũrakenio nĩ aini a nyĩmbo na inanda cia nga marĩ ciikaro-inĩ cia mũthamaki iria igemetio na mĩguongo.
9 Daughters of kings, are among thine honourable women, Stationed is the bride at thy right hand, in gold of Ophir.
Thĩinĩ wa andũ-a-nja aku arĩa atĩĩku harĩ na aarĩ a athamaki; mũhiki ũcio wa mũthamaki aikarĩte mwena waku wa ũrĩo egemetie na thahabu ya Ofiri.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and observe, Incline also thine ear, Forget, then, thine own people, And the house of thy father;
Ta thikĩrĩria, wee mwarĩ ũyũ, wĩcũũranie na ũigue: Riganĩrwo nĩ andũ anyu o na nyũmba ya thoguo.
11 When the king shall desire thy beauty, Surely, he, is thy lord, then bow down to him.
Mũthamaki nĩakenetio mũno nĩ ũthaka waku; mũtĩĩe, nĩgũkorwo nĩwe mwathi waku.
12 Also, the daughter of Tyre, [cometh in] with a present! Thy face, shall the rich of the people appease.
Mwarĩ wa Turo nĩagakũrehera kĩheo, o nao andũ arĩa atongu mũno magatuĩka a kwĩyendithia harĩwe.
13 All glorious—the daughter of a king [sitteth] within, Brocades, wrought with gold, [are] her clothing!
Mwarĩ wa mũthamaki no riiri mũtheri arĩ naguo arĩ thĩinĩ wa nyũmba yake, nguo yake ĩtumĩtwo na ndigi cia thahabu.
14 In embroidered raiment, shall she be brought unto the king—The virgins that follow her, her companions, are to be conducted unto thee:
Aratwarwo harĩ mũthamaki ehumbĩte nguo ngʼemie; oimĩtwo thuutha nĩ airĩtu gathirange a thiritũ yake, na othe marooka kũrĩ we.
15 They shall be brought, with rejoicings and exultation, —They shall enter into the palace of the king!
Mararehwo na gĩkeno na ndũhiũ; nĩmatoonye nyũmba ya mũthamaki.
16 Instead of thy fathers, be thy sons, Thou shalt make them rulers in all the earth.
Ciana cianyu nĩcio igaacooka ithenya rĩa maithe manyu; ũkaamatua anene bũrũri-inĩ guothe.
17 I will keep in remembrance thy Name, through each succeeding generation, For this cause, peoples, shall praise thee, to times age-abiding and beyond.
Nĩngũtũma ũtũũre ũririkanagwo nĩ njiarwa na njiarwa; nĩ ũndũ ũcio ndũrĩrĩ igaatũũra igũkumagia tene na tene.

< Psalms 45 >