Psalms 54

1 For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, “Isn’t David hiding himself among us?” Save me, God, by your name. Vindicate me in your might.

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, honokia nĩ ũndũ wa rĩĩtwa rĩaku; ndĩhĩria na hinya waku.

2 Hear my prayer, God. Listen to the words of my mouth.

Wee Ngai, igua ihooya rĩakwa; thikĩrĩria ciugo cia kanua gakwa.

3 For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven’t set God before them. (Selah)

Andũ ageni nĩmanjũkĩrĩire; nao andũ matarĩ tha nĩmaracaria muoyo wakwa, o andũ acio matarũmbũyagia Ngai.

4 Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.

Ti-itherũ Ngai nĩwe ũteithio wakwa; Mwathani nĩwe ũndiiragĩrĩra.

5 He will repay the evil to my enemies. Destroy them in your truth.

Cookereria andũ arĩa manjambagia ũũru wao; Wee maniine nĩ ũndũ wa wĩhokeku waku.

6 With a free will offering, I will sacrifice to you. I will give thanks to your name, LORD, for it is good.

Nĩngũkũrutĩra igongona rĩa kwĩyendera; nĩngũgooca rĩĩtwa rĩaku, Wee Jehova, tondũ nĩ rĩega.

7 For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies.

Nĩgũkorwo nĩahonoketie mathĩĩna-inĩ makwa mothe, na maitho makwa nĩmeyoneire gũtoorio gwa thũ ciakwa.