Psalms 144
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, who teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
Zaburi ya Daudi. Sifa ni kwa Bwana Mwamba wangu, aifundishaye mikono yangu vita, na vidole vyangu kupigana.
2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
Yeye ni Mungu wangu wa upendo na boma langu, ngome yangu na mwokozi wangu, ngao yangu ninayemkimbilia, ambaye huwatiisha mataifa chini yangu.
3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
Ee Bwana, mwanadamu ni nini hata umjali, Binadamu ni nini hata umfikirie?
4 Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Mwanadamu ni kama pumzi, siku zake ni kama kivuli kinachopita.
5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Ee Bwana, pasua mbingu zako, ushuke, gusa milima ili itoe moshi.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot thy arrows, and destroy them.
Peleka umeme uwatawanye adui, lenga mishale yako uwashinde.
7 Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of foreigners;
Nyoosha mkono wako kutoka juu, nikomboe na kuniokoa kutoka maji makuu, kutoka mikononi mwa wageni
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
ambao vinywa vyao vimejaa uongo, na mikono yao ya kuume ni midanganyifu.
9 I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee.
Ee Mungu, nitakuimbia wimbo mpya, kwa zeze yenye nyuzi kumi nitakuimbia,
10 It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
kwa Yule awapaye wafalme ushindi, ambaye humwokoa Daudi, mtumishi wake kutokana na upanga hatari.
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
Nikomboe na uniokoe kutoka mikononi mwa wageni ambao vinywa vyao vimejaa uongo, na mikono yao ya kuume ni midanganyifu.
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
Kisha wana wetu wakati wa ujana wao watakuwa kama mimea iliyotunzwa vizuri, binti zetu watakuwa kama nguzo zilizoviringwa kurembesha jumba la kifalme.
13 That our barns may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
Ghala zetu zitajazwa aina zote za mahitaji. Kondoo zetu watazaa kwa maelfu, kwa makumi ya maelfu katika mashamba yetu;
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
maksai wetu watakokota mizigo mizito. Hakutakuwa na kubomoka kuta, hakuna kuchukuliwa mateka, wala kilio cha taabu katika barabara zetu.
15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
Heri watu ambao hili ni kweli; heri wale ambao Bwana ni Mungu wao.
