Psalms 22
1 For the Chief Musician; set to “The Doe of the Morning.” A Psalm by David. My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
Thaburi ya Daudi Ngai wakwa, Ngai wakwa, ũndiganĩirie nĩkĩ? Ũndaihĩrĩirie ũguo nĩkĩ, ũkaaga kũũhonokia, ũkaraihĩrĩria ciugo cia mũcaayo wakwa?
2 My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent.
Wee Ngai wakwa, ngũkayagĩra mũthenya, no ndũnjĩtĩkaga, ngũkayagĩra ũtukũ, na ndingĩkira.
3 But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel.
No rĩrĩ, Wee ũrĩ Mũtheru, Wee ũikarĩire gĩtĩ kĩa ũnene; Wee nĩwe ũgoocagwo nĩ Isiraeli.
4 Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them.
Maithe maitũ nĩwe meehokaga; maakwĩhokire nawe ũkĩmahonokia.
5 They cried to you, and were delivered. They trusted in you, and were not disappointed.
Maagũkaĩire nao makĩhonokio; maakwĩhokire na matiigana gũconorithio.
6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.
No niĩ nduĩkĩte o ta kĩgunyũ, no ti ta mũndũ, nganyararwo nĩ andũ na ngamenwo nĩ kĩrĩndĩ.
7 All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
Andũ arĩa othe maanyonaga nĩmanyũrũragia; makaanuma makĩinainagia mĩtwe, makoiga atĩrĩ:
8 “He trusts in the LORD. Let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.”
“Ehokaga Jehova; Jehova nĩakĩmũhatũre. Nĩakĩmũteithũre, nĩgũkorwo nĩakenagio nĩwe.”
9 But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts.
No rĩrĩ, Wee nĩwe wandutire nda ya maitũ; watũmire ngwĩhoke ndĩ o nyondo-inĩ cia maitũ.
10 I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.
Kuuma ndaaciarwo ndaikirio o harĩwe; kuuma ndoima nda ya maitũ ũkoretwo ũrĩ Mũrungu wakwa.
11 Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.
Ndũkandaihĩrĩrie, nĩgũkorwo thĩĩna ũrĩ o hakuhĩ, na gũtirĩ mũndũ o na ũmwe wa kũndeithia.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.
Ndegwa nyingĩ nĩindigicĩirie; thiũrũrũkĩirio nĩ ndegwa irĩ hinya cia Bashani.
13 They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.
Mĩrũũthi ĩkũrarama, ĩgĩtambuuranga kĩrĩa ĩgwatĩtie, ĩnjathamĩirie tũnua twayo.
14 I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.
Njitĩtwo thĩ ta maaĩ, namo mahĩndĩ makwa mothe nĩmarekanĩtie. Ngoro yakwa yororoete ta mũhũra; ĩtwekete ĩrĩ thĩinĩ wakwa.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
Hinya wakwa ũniarĩte ta rũgĩo, naruo rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũkanyiitana na karakara nĩkũngʼara; ũngometie rũkũngũ-inĩ rwa gĩkuũ.
16 For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
Ndĩĩmũrigiicĩrie nĩ magui; ndĩĩmũthiũrũrũkĩrie nĩ gĩkundi kĩa andũ arĩa meekaga ũũru, nĩmatheecangĩte moko na magũrũ makwa.
17 I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.
Mahĩndĩ makwa no hote kũmatara mothe; andũ marandora na makangũũrĩra maitho.
18 They divide my garments among them. They cast lots for my clothing.
Maragayana nguo ciakwa, nayo kanjũ yakwa makamĩcuukĩra mĩtĩ.
19 But don’t be far off, LORD. You are my help. Hurry to help me!
No rĩrĩ, Wee Jehova, ndũkandaihĩrĩrie mũno; Wee Hinya wakwa, hiũha ũũke ũndeithie.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.
Teithũra muoyo wakwa kuuma harĩ rũhiũ rwa njora, ũteithũre muoyo wakwa wa goro harĩ hinya wa magui.
21 Save me from the lion’s mouth! Yes, you have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen.
Thara kuuma kanua-inĩ ka mĩrũũthi; honokia kuuma hĩa-inĩ cia mbogo.
22 I will declare your name to my brothers. Among the assembly, I will praise you.
Nĩngumbũra rĩĩtwa rĩaku kũrĩ ariũ a baba; ndĩrĩkũgoocaga ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him! Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel!
Inyuĩ andũ aya mwĩtigĩrĩte Jehova, mũgoocei! Inyuothe a njiaro cia Jakubu, mũkumiei, inyuĩ a njiaro cia Isiraeli, mũtĩĩei.
24 For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.
Nĩgũkorwo we ndaamenire kana akĩnyarara gũthĩĩnĩka kwa ũrĩa mũnyamarĩku; ndaahithire ũthiũ wake kuuma kũrĩ we, no nĩathikĩrĩirie kĩrĩro gĩake.
25 My praise of you comes in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear him.
Gĩtũmi kĩa ngũgooce ũrĩa ngũgoocaga ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ kĩnene kiumĩte harĩwe; niĩ nĩndĩrĩhingagia mĩĩhĩtwa yakwa ndĩ mbere ya arĩa magwĩtigĩrĩte.
26 The humble shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the LORD who seek after him. Let your hearts live forever.
Andũ arĩa athĩĩni marĩrĩĩaga na makahũũna, arĩa marongoragia Jehova, nĩmarĩmũgoocaga; ngoro cianyu irotũũra nginya tene.
27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD. All the relatives of the nations shall worship before you.
Andũ arĩa othe matũũraga ituri ciothe cia thĩ nĩmakaririkana na macookerere Jehova, andũ a nyũmba ciothe cia ndũrĩrĩ nĩmakainamĩrĩra mbere yake,
28 For the kingdom is the LORD’s. He is the ruler over the nations.
nĩgũkorwo ũthamaki nĩ wa Jehova, na nĩwe wathaga ndũrĩrĩ ciothe.
29 All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who can’t keep his soul alive.
Andũ arĩa othe atongu a thĩ makaarĩa na mamũhooe; arĩa othe makuuaga magathikwo nĩmagaturia ndu mbere yake, o acio matangĩhota gwĩtũũria muoyo.
30 Posterity shall serve him. Future generations shall be told about the Lord.
Ciana nĩikamũtungatĩra; nacio nĩikaahe njiarwa iria igooka ũhoro wa Mwathani.
31 They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, for he has done it.
Acio nĩmakahunjia ũthingu wake kũrĩ andũ arĩa magaaciarwo, nĩgũkorwo nĩwe wĩkĩte ũguo.
