Psalms 73
1 A Melody of Asaph. Nothing but good, is God, Unto Israel, Unto the pure in heart.
Thaburi ya Asafu Ti-itherũ Ngai nĩ mwega harĩ andũ a Isiraeli, harĩ andũ arĩa atheru ngoro.
2 But, as for me, —My feet had, almost stumbled, My steps had, well-nigh slipped;
No niĩ-rĩ, magũrũ makwa maratigĩtie hanini matenderũke; ndaarĩ o hakuhĩ kũgũa.
3 For I was envious of the boasters, At the prosperity of the lawless, used I to look.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩndaiguagĩra arĩa etĩĩi ũiru, rĩrĩa ndonire kũgaacĩra kwa andũ arĩa aaganu.
4 For they have no pangs in their death, And vigorous is their body;
Nĩgũkorwo matithĩĩnĩkaga; mĩĩrĩ yao nĩ mĩgima na ĩkoragwo na hinya.
5 Of the toil of weak mortals, have they none, Nor, with the sons of earth, are they hard smitten.
Matikoragwo na moritũ ta andũ arĩa angĩ, na matikoragwo nĩ mathĩĩna marĩa makoraga andũ.
6 For this cause, doth arrogance deck them as a neck-chain, And a garment of wrong is their attire;
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio mwĩtĩĩo nĩguo mũgathĩ wao; o ene mehumbaga ũhinya.
7 Their iniquity, hath proceeded from fatness, They have surpassed the imaginations of the heart;
Ũmũ wa ngoro ciao ũtherũkaga o ũmaramari; meciiria mao mooru matirĩ mũhaka.
8 They mock, and wickedly command oppression, From on high, they command;
Nĩ andũ a kĩnyũrũri, na maaragia ndeto cia rũmena; maaragia na mwĩtĩĩo ũhoro wa kũhinyĩrĩria andũ arĩa angĩ.
9 They have set, in the heavens, their mouth, And, their tongue, marcheth through the earth.
Tũnua twao twaragia ũũru wa gũũkĩrĩra igũrũ, nacio nĩmĩ ciao ikegwatĩra thĩ yothe.
10 Therefore must his people return thither, And, the waters of abundance, are drained by them;
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio andũ ao nĩmakamacokerera na metĩkie ũrĩa wothe makoiga.
11 And they say—How doth GOD know? And is there knowledge in the Most High?
Makoiga atĩrĩ, “Mũrungu angĩmenya atĩa? Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno nĩarĩ na ũmenyo?”
12 Lo! these, are the lawless, Who are secure for an age, They have attained unto wealth.
Ũũ nĩguo andũ arĩa aaganu matariĩ: tondũ gũtirĩ ũndũ ũmamakagia, makĩragĩrĩria o gũtonga.
13 Altogether in vain, Have I cleansed my heart, And bathed in pureness, my hands;
Ti-itherũ, nĩnjigĩte ngoro yakwa ĩrĩ theru o tũhũ; thambĩtie moko makwa makaaga gwĩka ũũru o tũhũ.
14 And yet been smitten all the day, And been rebuked morning by morning!
Nĩgũkorwo ndindaga na mĩnyamaro mũthenya wothe; herithĩtio rũciinĩ o rũciinĩ.
15 If I had thought, I will relate it thus, Lo! the circle of thy sons, had I betrayed.
Ingĩoigire atĩrĩ, “Nĩngwaria o ũũ,” nĩingĩakunyanĩire ciana ciaku.
16 When I reasoned, that I might understand this, A vexation, it was in mine eyes:
No rĩrĩa ndageragia gũtaũkĩrwo nĩ ũhoro ũcio wothe, watuĩkire wa kũũhinyĩrĩria,
17 Until I could enter the holy places of God, —Could give heed to their hereafter: —
o nginya rĩrĩa ndatoonyire handũ-harĩa-haamũre ha Mũrungu; hĩndĩ ĩyo ngĩkĩmenya ũrĩa makaarĩkĩrĩria.
18 Surely, in slippery places, dost thou set them, —Thou hast suffered them to fall into places of danger.
Ti-itherũ ũmaigaga kũndũ kũrĩa gũtenderũ; ũmagũithagia thĩ makaanangĩka.
19 How have they become desolate, as in a moment! They have ceased—come to an end, by reason of calamities.
Hĩ! Kaĩ nĩmakanangwo o rĩmwe-ĩ! Makaaniinwo biũ nĩ imakania!
20 As the dream of him that waketh, O my Lord! when rousing thyself up, their shadowy being, wilt thou despise.
O ta ũrĩa kĩroto gĩthiraga mũndũ okĩra, no taguo makahaana rĩrĩa Wee Mwathani ũkaarahũka, ũkaamaagĩra bata o ta irooto.
21 But my heart had grown embittered, And, in my reins, had I received wounds;
Rĩrĩa ngoro yakwa yarĩ na kĩeha na roho wakwa ũgatuurwo,
22 But, I, was brutish, and could not perceive, Like the beasts, had I become before thee.
ndiarĩ na meciiria magima, na ndiarĩ na ũmenyo; ndahaanaga o ta nyamũ ndĩ mbere yaku.
23 Nevertheless, I, am continually before thee, Thou hast taken hold of my right hand;
No rĩrĩ, ngoragwo nawe hĩndĩ ciothe; nĩũũnyiitĩte guoko gwakwa kwa ũrĩo.
24 By thy counsel, wilt thou guide me, And, afterwards, unto glory, wilt thou take me.
Nĩũndongoragia na ũtaaro waku, na thuutha ũcio nĩũkanyamũkĩra riiri-inĩ waku.
25 Whom have I in the heavens? And, compared with thee, there is nothing I desire on earth.
Nũũ ũngĩ ndĩ nake kũu igũrũ tiga Wee? Gũkũ thĩ ndirĩ na kĩndũ ĩngĩĩrirĩria tiga o Wee.
26 Failed have my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart—and my portion, is God unto times age-abiding.
Mwĩrĩ wakwa na ngoro yakwa no ciage hinya, no rĩrĩ, Ngai nĩwe hinya wa ngoro yakwa, na nĩwe rwĩga rwakwa nginya tene.
27 For lo! they who are far from thee, shall perish, Thou hast put an end to every one who wandered unchastely from thee.
Ti-itherũ arĩa magũtiganagĩria nĩmagathira; nĩũkanangaga arĩa othe matakwĩhokete.
28 But, as for me, the drawing near of God, is my blessedness, —I have made, of My Lord Yahweh, my refuge, —That I may recount all thy works.
No ha ũhoro wakwa-rĩ, nĩ wega gũkuhĩrĩria Ngai. Nĩnduĩte Mwathani Jehova rĩũrĩro rĩakwa; nĩndĩrĩheanaga ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku ciothe.
