Psalms 58

1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not Destroy." A precious Psalm, of David. Are ye, indeed, silent [when] righteousness, ye should speak? When, with equity, ye should judge, O ye sons of men?

Kumutungamiri wokuimba namaimbiro okuti, “Musaparadza.” Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Rwiyo rweMikitami. Ko, imi vatongi munotaura mukururama here? Munotonga pakati pavanhu nokururamisira here?

2 Aye! ye all do work, perversity, —Throughout the land, your hands, weigh out, violence!

Kwete, munofunga kusaruramisira mumwoyo menyu, uye maoko enyu anomanikidza panyika.

3 Lawless men have been estranged from birth, They have gone astray from their nativity, speaking falsehood;

Kunyange kubvira pakuberekwa, vakaipa vanofamba mukutsauka; kubva mudumbu ramai, vakaipa uye vanoreva nhema.

4 Their poison, is like unto the poison of a serpent, Like the deaf adder, that stoppeth his ear;

Uturu hwavo hwakaita souturu hwenyoka, vakafanana nemhakure yadzivira nzeve dzayo,

5 That will not hearken to the voice of whisperers, Though the wise one try to bind him with spells.

isingateereri maimbiro enʼanga kunyange zvazvo achiimba nouchenjeri hukuru.

6 O God! break away their teeth in their mouth, The biters of the young lions, knock thou out, O Yahweh!

Vhunai mazino mumiromo yavo, imi Mwari; bvisai, imi Jehovha, mazino marefu eshumba!

7 Let such men flow away like waters that disperse themselves: He prepareth his arrow, Like [grass] let them be cut down:

Ngavatsakatike semvura yapera kuerera; pavanowembura uta, miseve yavo ngaigomare.

8 Like a snail, which melteth away as it goeth, An untimely birth of a woman, which hath not seen the sun:

Vafanane nehozhwa inonyakatika painofamba, kufanana negavamwedzi, ngavarege kuona zuva.

9 Before your kettles can perceive the [kindled] bramble, Be he green or be he withered, he shall be swept away.

Hari dzenyu dzisati dzanzwa kupisa kweminzwa pamoto, ingava minyoro kana yakaoma, vakaipa vachakukurwa.

10 The righteous man will rejoice when he hath seen an avenging, His feet, will he bathe in the blood of the lawless one: —

Vakarurama vachafara pavachatsivirwa, pavachashambidza tsoka dzavo muropa ravakaipa.

11 So that a son of earth may say—Surely there is fruit for the righteous man! Surely there are gods who judge in the earth!

Ipapo vanhu vachati, “Zvirokwazvo vakarurama vachiri kungowana mubayiro; zvirokwazvo Mwari ariko anotonga nyika.”