Psalms 30

1 A psalm [the] song of [the] dedication of the house of David. I will exalt you O Yahweh for you have drawn up me and not you have allowed to rejoice enemies my to me.

Wee Jehova-rĩ, nĩngũgũtũũgĩria nĩgũkorwo wandutire kũrĩa kũriku, na ũkĩgiria thũ ciakwa ingenerere.

2 O Yahweh God my I cried for help to you and you healed me.

Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ndagũkaĩire ũndeithie nawe ũkĩĩhonia.

3 O Yahweh you brought up from Sheol life my you preserved alive me (from going down my *Q(K)*) [the] pit. (Sheol h7585)

Wee Jehova, wandutire kuuma mbĩrĩra-inĩ; ũkĩgiria njikũrũke, ndoonye irima. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praises to Yahweh O faithful [people] his and give thanks to [the] remembrance of holiness his.

Inĩrai Jehova mũmũgooce, inyuĩ andũ ake aamũre; mũgooce rĩĩtwa rĩu rĩake itheru,

5 For a moment - [is] in anger his life [is] in favor his in the evening it passes [the] night weeping and to the morning a shout of joy.

nĩgũkorwo marakara make nĩ ma kahinda o kanini, no ũtugi wake nĩwagũtũũria mũndũ muoyo; kĩrĩro no kĩraarĩre ũtukũ wothe no rũciinĩ gwakĩa kũrooke gĩkeno.

6 And I I said in prosperity my not I will be shaken for ever.

Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa ndagaacĩire, ndoigire atĩrĩ, “Ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngenyenyeka.”

7 O Yahweh in favor your you made stand to mountain my strength you hid face your I was disturbed.

Wee Jehova, rĩrĩa wanyonirie ũtugi waku-rĩ, watũmire ndĩhaande o ta kĩrĩma; no rĩrĩa wahithire ũthiũ waku-rĩ, nĩndamakire.

8 To you O Yahweh I called out and to [the] Lord I sought favor.

Wee Jehova nĩwe ndakaĩire; ngĩthaitha Mwathani anjiguĩre tha:

9 What? [is the] profit in blood my in going down my to [the] pit ¿ will it give thanks to you dust ¿ will it declare faithfulness your.

“Mwanangĩko wakwa ũngĩkorwo na uumithio ũrĩkũ, ingĩtoonyerera irima-inĩ? Rũkũngũ-rĩ, no rũkũgooce? No rwanĩrĩre wĩhokeku waku?

10 Hear O Yahweh and show favor to me O Yahweh be a helper of me.

Wee Jehova, thikĩrĩria na ũnjiguĩre tha; Wee Jehova, tuĩka ũteithio wakwa.”

11 You turned wailing my into dancing to me you loosened sackcloth my and you girded me joy.

Wagarũrire kĩgirĩko gĩakwa gĩgĩtuĩka rwĩmbo rwa gĩkeno; ũkĩnduta nguo yakwa ya ikũnia, ũkĩhumba gĩkeno,

12 So that - it may sing praises to you honor and not it may be silent O Yahweh God my for ever I will give thanks to you.

nĩgeetha ngoro yakwa ĩkũinĩre na ndĩgakire. Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ngũtũũra ngũcookagĩria ngaatho nginya tene.