Psalms 62
1 To the Chief Musician. On Jeduthun—A Melody of David. Surely, towards God, silence [becometh] my soul, From him, is my salvation:
Thaburi ya Daudi Ngoro yakwa yetagĩrĩra Ngai o we wiki; ũhonokio wakwa uumaga harĩ we.
2 Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be greatly shaken!
O we wiki nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga na ũhonokio wakwa; nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya, ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngenyenyeka.
3 How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, —Like a wall that bulgeth, —a fence pushed in!
Nĩ nginya rĩ mũgũtũũra mũtharĩkagĩra mũndũ? Mwamũũraga inyuothe, taarĩ rũthingo rũinamu kana rũirigo rũrenda kũgũa?
4 Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, —With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. (Selah)
Nĩmatuĩte itua mamweherie ũnene-inĩ wake; makenagio nĩ maheeni. Marathimanaga na tũnua twao, no ngoro-inĩ ciao makarumana.
5 Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:
Wee ngoro yakwa, etha ũhurũko harĩ Ngai o we wiki, kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro gĩakwa kĩrĩ harĩ we.
6 Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be shaken!
O we wiki nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga na ũhonokio wakwa; nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngenyenyeka.
7 Upon God, [depend] my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.
Ũhonokio wakwa na gĩtĩĩo gĩakwa ciumaga kũrĩ Ngai; nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga rũrĩ hinya, na rĩũrĩro rĩakwa.
8 Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. (Selah)
Inyuĩ andũ aya, mwĩhokagei o we hĩndĩ ciothe; itũrũragai ngoro cianyu harĩ we, nĩgũkorwo Ngai nĩwe rĩũrĩro riitũ.
9 Surely, vanity, are men of low degree, Deception, men of high degree, —In the balances, they go up, They, are [made] of vanity, altogether.
Andũ arĩa matarĩ igweta no mĩhũmũ tu, na arĩa marĩ igweta no maheeni tu; mangĩthimwo na ratiri-rĩ, o no kĩndũ gĩa tũhũ; othe marĩ hamwe no mĩhũmũ mĩtheri.
10 Do not trust in extortion, Nor, with robbery, become vain, As for wealth, when it beareth fruit, Do not set [thereon your] heart.
Mũtikehoke ũtunyani kana mwĩtĩĩe na indo cia kũiya; o na ũtonga wanyu ũngĩingĩha-rĩ, mũtikawĩhoke.
11 One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, [there are] which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;
Harĩ ũndũ ũmwe Ngai oigĩte, o na nĩ maũndũ meerĩ njiguĩte: atĩ Wee Ngai, nĩ ũrĩ hinya,
12 And, thine, O My Lord, is lovingkindness, —For, thou, wilt pay back unto every man—according to his deed.
na atĩ Wee Mwathani, ũrĩ mwendani. Ti-itherũ nĩũkarĩha o mũndũ kũringana na wĩra wake.
