Psalms 7
1 A musical composition of David, which he sang to Yahweh concerning the words of Cush the Benjamite. Yahweh my God, I take refuge in you! Save me from all who chase me, and rescue me.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, nĩngwĩhitha harĩwe; honokia na ũũthare kuuma kũrĩ arĩa othe manyingatithagia,
2 Otherwise, they will rip me apart like a lion, tearing me in pieces with no one else able to bring me to safety.
tondũ waga gwĩka ũguo mekũndembũranga o ta mũrũũthi, o na mandinangie icunjĩ hatarĩ mũndũ ũngĩndeithia.
3 Yahweh my God, if I have done this, and there is guilt on my hands—
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ingĩkorwo nĩnjĩkĩte ũndũ ũcio, na ngorwo njĩkĩte ũũru na moko makwa,
4 if I have done evil to him who was at peace with me, or senselessly harmed my enemy without cause, then hear my words.
na ingĩkorwo njĩkĩte mũndũ ũũru ũrĩa ũtarĩ na haaro na niĩ, kana ngatunya thũ yakwa kĩndũ hatarĩ gĩtũmi-rĩ,
5 Then let my enemy pursue my life and overtake me; let him trample my life to the ground and lay my honor in the dust. (Selah)
hĩndĩ ĩyo kĩreke thũ yakwa ĩnyiingatithie na ĩĩnyiite; tũma ĩrangĩrĩrie muoyo wakwa tĩĩri-inĩ, na ĩtũme ngome rũkũngũ-inĩ.
6 Arise, Yahweh, in your anger; stand up against the rage of my enemies; wake up for my sake and carry out the righteous decrees that you have commanded for them.
Arahũka Wee Jehova, marakara-inĩ maku; rũgama ũũkĩrĩre thũ ciakwa na marũrũ. Ũkĩra Wee Ngai wakwa, ũtuanĩre ciira na kĩhooto.
7 The countries are assembled all around you; take once more your rightful place over them.
Andũ a ndũrĩrĩ arĩa monganĩte nĩmagũthiũrũrũkĩrie. Mathamakĩre ũrĩ kũu igũrũ;
8 Yahweh, judge the nations; vindicate me, Yahweh, because I am righteous and innocent, Most High.
Jehova nĩagĩtuĩre andũ othe ciira. Wee Jehova, nduĩra ciira, kũringana na ũthingu wakwa, na kũringana na ũrũngĩrĩru wakwa, Wee Ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.
9 May the evil deeds of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous people, righteous God, you who examine hearts and minds.
Wee Ngai mũthingu, o Wee ũthuthuuragia meciiria na ngoro, kinyia ũhinya wa andũ arĩa aaganu mũthia, na ũtũme andũ arĩa athingu matũũre na thayũ.
10 My shield comes from God, the one who saves the upright in heart.
Ngai-Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno nĩwe ngo yakwa, ũrĩa ũhonokagia arĩa arũngĩrĩru ngoro.
11 God is a righteous judge, a God who is indignant each day.
Ngai nĩwe ũtuanagĩra ciira na kĩhooto, nĩ Mũrungu ũrĩa wonanagia marakara make o mũthenya.
12 If a person does not repent, God will sharpen his sword and will prepare his bow for battle.
Mũndũ angĩaga kũgarũrũka, nĩekũmũnoorera rũhiũ rwake rwa njora; ũta wake nĩaũtungĩte na akaũgeeta.
13 He prepares to use weapons against him; he makes his arrows flaming shafts.
Nĩahaarĩirie indo ciake cia mbaara cia kũũragana; akahaarĩria mĩguĩ yake ĩkũrĩrĩmbũka mwaki.
14 Think about the one who is pregnant with wickedness, who conceives destructive plans, who gives birth to harmful lies.
Mũndũ ũrĩa ũgĩte nda ya waganu, na akooha nda ya thĩĩna, aciaraga maheeni.
15 He digs a pit and hollows it out and then falls into the hole he has made.
Mũndũ ũrĩa wenjaga irima na akarĩthikũria, agũũaga o irima rĩu enjete.
16 His own destructive plans return to his own head, for his violence comes down on his own head.
Thĩĩna ũrĩa aambĩrĩirie ũmũcookagĩrĩra we mwene, haaro yake ĩkamũgwĩra mũtwe wake mwene.
17 I will give thanks to Yahweh for his justice; I will sing praise to Yahweh Most High.
Nĩngũcookeria Jehova ngaatho tondũ wa ũthingu wake, na ngooce rĩĩtwa rĩa Jehova Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno na rwĩmbo.
