Psalms 60
1 To the Chief Musician. Upon "The Lily of Testimony." A precious Psalm of David, to instruct. When he waged war with Aram-neharaim, and with Aram-zobah, —and then Joab returned and smote of Edom in the Valley of Salt, twelve thousand. O God, thou hast rejected us—hast scattered us, Thou hast been angry, Wilt thou restore us?
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai nĩũtũtiganĩirie na ũgatũharagania; ũkoretwo ũtũrakarĩire, no rĩu tũcookerere!
2 Thou hast shaken the land—hast rent it, Heal thou the fractures thereof—for it hath tottered:
Nĩũthingithĩtie bũrũri na ũkawatũra; thinga mĩatũka yaguo, nĩgũkorwo nĩũrenyenya.
3 Thou hast suffered thy people to see hardship, Thou hast let them drink the wine of confusion.
Nĩũtũmĩte andũ aku makorwo na mahinda maritũ; ũmanyuithĩtie ndibei magathiĩ magĩtũgũũgaga.
4 Thou hadst given—to them that revere thee—a banner, to float aloft, Because of [thy] faithfulness. (Selah)
No rĩrĩ, andũ arĩa magwĩtigĩrĩte-rĩ, nĩũmahaicĩirie bendera, nĩguo metharagĩre harĩ yo mona arĩa mamarathaga na ũta.
5 That thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save thou with thine own right hand—and answer us.
Tũhonokie na ũtũteithie na guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo, nĩguo arĩa wendete mahonoke.
6 God, hath spoken in his holiness—I will exult! I will apportion Shechem, And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;
Ngai nĩarĩtie arĩ handũ hake harĩa haamũre, akoiga atĩrĩ: “Nĩngatũranga Shekemu ndĩ na gĩkeno kĩingĩ, na thimĩre andũ akwa Gĩtuamba gĩa Sukothu.
7 Mine, is Gilead—and mine, Manasseh, But, Ephraim, is the defence, of my head, Judah, is my commander’s staff;
Gileadi nĩ gwakwa, o na Manase no gwakwa; Efiraimu nĩ ngũbia yakwa ya kĩgera, na Juda nĩ rũthanju rwakwa rwa ũthamaki.
8 Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia! raise shout of triumph.
Moabi nĩ kĩraĩ gĩakwa gĩa gwĩthambĩra, na Edomu nĩho njikagia kĩraatũ gĩakwa; nyanagĩrĩra nĩ ũrĩa ndooretie bũrũri wa Filistia.”
9 Who will conduct me to a fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom!
Nũũ ũkũnginyia itũũra rĩrĩa inene rĩirigĩre? Nũũ ũkũndongoria andware Edomu?
10 Is it not, thou, O God?—thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?
Githĩ tiwe, Wee Ngai, o Wee ũtũregete, na ũgatiga gũtwarana na mbũtũ ciitũ cia ita?
11 Grant us help out of distress, For, vain, is the deliverance of man:
Tũteithie, ũtũhootanĩre harĩ thũ ciitũ, nĩgũkorwo ũteithio wa mũndũ nĩ wa tũhũ.
12 In God, we shall do valiantly, He himself, therefore, will tread down our adversaries.
Ngai arĩ hamwe na ithuĩ nĩtũkũhootana, na nĩakarangĩrĩria thũ ciitũ thĩ.
