Psalms 28
1 A Psalm of David. To thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou shouldest be silent to me, I should become like them that go down into the pit.
Salimo la Davide. Kwa Inu ine ndiyitana, Yehova ndinu Thanthwe langa; musakhale osamva kwa ine. Pakuti mukapitirira kukhala chete, ndidzakhala ngati iwo amene atsikira ku dzenje.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry to thee, when I lift my hands toward thy holy oracle.
Imvani kupempha chifundo kwanga pomwe ndikuyitana kwa Inu kuti mundithandize, pomwe ndikukweza manja anga kuloza ku malo anu oyeretsetsa.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.
Musandikokere kutali pamodzi ndi anthu oyipa, pamodzi ndi iwo amene amachita zoyipa, amene amayankhula mwachikondi ndi anzawo koma akusunga chiwembu mʼmitima mwawo.
4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.
Muwabwezere chifukwa cha zochita zawo ndi ntchito zawo zoyipa; abwezereni chifuwa cha zimene manja awo achita ndipo mubweretse pa iwo zimene zowayenera.
5 Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
Popeza iwowo sakhudzidwa ndi ntchito za Yehova, ndi zimene manja ake anazichita, Iye adzawakhadzula ndipo sadzawathandizanso.
6 Blessed be the LORD, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
Matamando apite kwa Yehova, popeza Iye wamva kupempha chifundo kwanga.
7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
Yehova ndiye mphamvu yanga ndi chishango changa; mtima wanga umadalira Iye, ndipo Ine ndathandizidwa. Mtima wanga umalumphalumpha chifukwa cha chimwemwe ndipo ndidzayamika Iye mʼnyimbo.
8 The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.
Yehova ndi mphamvu ya anthu ake, linga la chipulumutso kwa wodzozedwa wake.
9 Save thy people, and bless thy inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.
Pulumutsani anthu anu ndipo mudalitse cholowa chanu; mukhale mʼbusa wawo ndipo muwakweze kwamuyaya.
