Psalms 109
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. God of my praise, don’t remain silent,
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, ũrĩa ngoocaga, ndũgaakire,
2 for they have opened the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit against me. They have spoken to me with a lying tongue.
nĩgũkorwo andũ arĩa aaganu na a maheeni nĩmathamĩtie tũnua nĩguo manjũkĩrĩre; nĩmarĩtie ũhoro wakwa na rũrĩmĩ rwa maheeni.
3 They have also surrounded me with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
Mandigicĩirie makĩaragia ndeto cia rũthũũro; maatharĩkagĩra hatarĩ gĩtũmi.
4 In return for my love, they are my adversaries; but I am in prayer.
Handũ ha wendo ũrĩa ndĩmendete naguo, o nĩ gũũthitanga maathitangaga, no niĩ nĩkũhooya ndĩmahooyagĩra.
5 They have rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
Mandĩhaga wega na ũũru, na makandĩha wendani na rũthũũro.
6 Set a wicked man over him. Let an adversary stand at his right hand.
Mũndũ ũrĩa wĩkĩte ũguo mũigĩre mũndũ mũũru amũũkĩrĩre; mwena wake wa ũrĩo nĩkũrũgame mũndũ wa kũmũthitanga.
7 When he is judged, let him come out guilty. Let his prayer be turned into sin.
Aacirithio-rĩ, nĩatuuagwo mwĩhia, na kũhooya gwake gũgĩtuĩke no kwĩhia.
8 Let his days be few. Let another take his office.
Matukũ make maronyiiha; ũtongoria wake ũrooywo nĩ mũndũ ũngĩ.
9 Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Ciana ciake irotuĩka cia ngoriai, na mũtumia wake atuĩke wa ndigwa.
10 Let his children be wandering beggars. Let them be sought from their ruins.
Ciana ciake irotuĩka njara-rũhĩ cia gũcangacanga; iroingatwo ciume mĩciĩ yao ĩyo mĩanangĩku.
11 Let the creditor seize all that he has. Let strangers plunder the fruit of his labour.
Indo ciake ciothe irotahwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa marĩ thiirĩ nake; andũ a kũngĩ nĩmeyoere maciaro ma wĩra wake.
12 Let there be no one to extend kindness to him, neither let there be anyone to have pity on his fatherless children.
Aroaga mũndũ ũngĩmwonia ũtugi, o na kana mũndũ ũngĩiguĩra ciana icio ciake cia ngoriai tha.
13 Let his posterity be cut off. In the generation following let their name be blotted out.
Njiaro ciake iroeherio, na marĩĩtwa maacio mathario kuuma rũciaro-inĩ rũrĩa rũgooka.
14 Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered by the LORD. Don’t let the sin of his mother be blotted out.
Waganu wa maithe make ũrotũũra ũririkanagwo nĩ Jehova; wĩhia wa nyina ũroaga gũgaathario o na rĩ.
15 Let them be before the LORD continually, that he may cut off their memory from the earth;
Mehia mao marotũũra hĩndĩ ciothe marĩ mbere ya Jehova, nĩguo akaaniina kũririkanwo kwao gũkũ thĩ.
16 because he didn’t remember to show kindness, but persecuted the poor and needy man, the broken in heart, to kill them.
Nĩgũkorwo mũndũ ũcio we ndarĩ hĩndĩ eciiragia ũhoro wa gũtugana, no aingatithagia mũndũ ũrĩa mũthĩĩni, na ũrĩa mũbatari, o na ũrĩa mũthuthĩku ngoro, o nginya akamooraga.
17 Yes, he loved cursing, and it came to him. He didn’t delight in blessing, and it was far from him.
Aronyiitwo nĩ kĩrumi, tondũ we endete o kũruma andũ manyiitwo nĩ kĩrumi; kĩrathimo kĩromũraihĩrĩria, tondũ we ndendaga kũrathimana.
18 He clothed himself also with cursing as with his garment. It came into his inward parts like water, like oil into his bones.
Ehumbaga kĩrumi taarĩ nguo; kĩamũtoonyire mwĩrĩ ta maaĩ, o na gĩkĩmũtoonya mahĩndĩ-inĩ taarĩ maguta.
19 Let it be to him as the clothing with which he covers himself, for the belt that is always around him.
Kĩrotuĩka taarĩ nguo ya igũrũ erigiicĩirie, na gĩtuĩke taarĩ mũcibi ehotorete nginya tene.
20 This is the reward of my adversaries from the LORD, of those who speak evil against my soul.
Rĩrĩ nĩrĩtuĩke irĩhi rĩa Jehova kũrĩ arĩa maathitangaga, o kũrĩ arĩa maaragia ũũru igũrũ rĩakwa.
21 But deal with me, GOD the Lord, for your name’s sake, because your loving kindness is good, deliver me;
No rĩrĩ, Wee Mwathani Jehova, njĩka maũndũ mega nĩ ũndũ wa rĩĩtwa rĩaku; ndeithũra tondũ wa wega wa wendo waku.
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
Nĩgũkorwo ndĩ mũthĩĩni na mũbatari, nayo ngoro yakwa nĩĩgurarĩtio thĩinĩ wakwa.
23 I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
Ndĩ hakuhĩ kũbuĩria o ta kĩĩruru kĩa hwaĩ-inĩ; hurutagwo nĩ rũhuho o ta ngigĩ.
24 My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.
Maru makwa nĩmaregerete nĩ kwĩima kũrĩa; mwĩrĩ wakwa ũhĩnjĩte nĩ kwaga maguta.
25 I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
Nduĩkĩte kĩndũ gĩa kũnyũrũrio nĩ andũ arĩa maathitangaga; rĩrĩa maanyona, mainainagia mĩtwe.
26 Help me, LORD, my God. Save me according to your loving kindness;
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ndeithia; honokia kũringana na wendo waku.
27 that they may know that this is your hand; that you, LORD, have done it.
Tũma mamenye atĩ kũu nĩ guoko gwaku, mamenye atĩ Wee Jehova, nĩwe wĩkĩte ũguo.
28 They may curse, but you bless. When they arise, they will be shamed, but your servant shall rejoice.
O nĩ marumanage, no wee ũrathimanage; rĩrĩa maatharĩkĩra nĩmarĩconorithagio, no ndungata yaku no gũkena ĩrĩkenaga.
29 Let my adversaries be clothed with dishonour. Let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.
Arĩa maathitangaga makaahumbwo njono na mohwo thoni taarĩ nguo ya igũrũ.
30 I will give great thanks to the LORD with my mouth. Yes, I will praise him amongst the multitude.
Nĩndĩrĩkumagia Jehova mũno na kanua gakwa; nĩndĩrĩmũgoocaga ndĩ kĩrĩndĩ-inĩ kĩnene.
31 For he will stand at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those who judge his soul.
Nĩgũkorwo arũgamaga guoko-inĩ kwa ũrĩo kwa mũndũ ũrĩa mũbatari, nĩguo ahonokagie muoyo wake harĩ andũ arĩa mangĩmũtua nĩ mwĩhia.
