Psalms 71
1 In you, LORD, I take refuge. Never let me be disappointed.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, njũrĩire harĩwe; ndũkanakĩreke njonorithio.
2 Deliver me in your righteousness, and rescue me. Turn your ear to me, and save me.
Ndeithũra na ũũhonokie nĩ ũndũ wa ũthingu waku; thikĩrĩria ũũhonokie.
3 Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.
Tuĩka rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga rwa kũũrĩra, harĩa ingĩthiĩ hĩndĩ ciothe; athana honokio, nĩgũkorwo nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga na kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya.
4 Rescue me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
Honokia, Wee Ngai wakwa, kuuma guoko-inĩ kwa andũ arĩa aaganu, ũndeithũre kuuma ngumbaco ya andũ arĩa ooru na matarĩ tha.
5 For you are my hope, Lord GOD, my confidence from my youth.
Nĩgũkorwo ũkoretwo ũrĩ kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro gĩakwa, Wee Mwathani Jehova, ũtũũrĩte ũrĩ mwĩhoko wakwa kuuma ndĩ o mũnini.
6 I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother’s womb. I will always praise you.
Kuuma gũciarwo gwakwa ndũũrĩte ngwĩhokete; nĩwe wandutire nda ya maitũ. Ngũtũũra ngũgoocaga.
7 I am a marvel to many, but you are my strong refuge.
Nĩnduĩkĩte ta kĩndũ gĩa kũgegania harĩ andũ aingĩ, no nĩwe rĩũrĩro rĩakwa rĩa hinya.
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, with your honor all day long.
Kanua gakwa kaiyũrĩte ũgooci waku, gatindaga gakĩgana riiri waku mũthenya wothe.
9 Don’t reject me in my old age. Don’t forsake me when my strength fails.
Ndũkande hĩndĩ ya ũkũrũ; ndũkanandiganĩrie rĩrĩa itarĩ na hinya.
10 For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
Nĩgũkorwo thũ ciakwa ciaragia ũhoro wa kũnjũkĩrĩra; acio metagĩrĩra kũnjũraga nĩmacokanĩtie ndundu.
11 saying, “God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him.”
Moigaga atĩrĩ, “Ngai nĩamũtiganĩirie; hanyũkaniai nake mũmũnyiite, nĩgũkorwo ndarĩ mũndũ wa kũmũteithũra.”
12 God, don’t be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
Wee Ngai, tiga kũndaihĩrĩria; Wee Ngai wakwa, ũka narua ũndeithie.
13 Let my accusers be disappointed and consumed. Let them be covered with disgrace and scorn who want to harm me.
Acio maathitangaga-rĩ, maroconoka na maniinwo; acio mendaga kũnjĩka ũũru, maronyararwo na maconorwo.
14 But I will always hope, and will add to all of your praise.
No niĩ-rĩ, ndĩrĩkoragwo na kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro hĩndĩ ciothe; ndĩrĩkĩragĩrĩria gũkũgooca mũno makĩria.
15 My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I don’t know its full measure.
Kanua gakwa karĩganaga ũthingu waku, ndindage o ngĩgana ũhonokio waku mũthenya wothe, o na gũtuĩka ndiũĩ mũigana waguo.
16 I will come with the mighty acts of the Lord GOD. I will make mention of your righteousness, even of yours alone.
Wee Mwathani Jehova, ngũũka ngĩanagĩrĩra ciĩko ciaku cia hinya, nyanĩrĩre ũthingu waku, o ũthingu waku wiki.
17 God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.
Kuuma ndĩ o mũnini, Wee Ngai, ũtũũrĩte ũndutaga, na nginyagia ũmũthĩ no nyumbũraga ciĩko ciaku cia magegania.
18 Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, don’t forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.
Wee Ngai, o na ndakũra ngĩe mbuĩ, ndũkanandiganĩrie, o nginya nyumbũre ũhoro wa ũhoti waku kũrĩ rũciaro rũrĩa rũrooka, na nyumbũre ũhoro wa hinya waku kũrĩ arĩa othe magooka thuutha.
19 God, your righteousness also reaches to the heavens. You have done great things. God, who is like you?
Wee Ngai-rĩ, ũthingu waku ũkinyĩte o matu-inĩ, Wee wĩkĩte maũndũ manene. Wee Ngai-rĩ, nũũ ũngĩ ũhaana ta we?
20 You, who have shown us many and bitter troubles, you will let me live. You will bring us up again from the depths of the earth.
O na gũtuĩka nĩũtũmĩte nyone mathĩĩna maingĩ na marũrũ-rĩ, nĩũkariũkia muoyo wakwa rĩngĩ; nĩũkandiũkia rĩngĩ kuuma thĩ kũrĩa kũriku.
21 Increase my honor and comfort me again.
Nĩũkongerera gĩtĩĩo gĩakwa, na ũũhoorerie o rĩngĩ.
22 I will also praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God. I sing praises to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel.
Ndĩrĩkũgoocaga na kĩnanda kĩa mũgeeto nĩ ũndũ wa wĩhokeku waku, Wee Ngai wakwa; ndĩrĩinaga ngũgoocage na kĩnanda gĩa kĩnũbi, Wee Mũtheru wa Isiraeli.
23 My lips shall shout for joy! My soul, which you have redeemed, sings praises to you!
Mĩromo yakwa nĩrĩanagĩrĩra nĩ gũkena rĩrĩa ngũina ngũgooce, o niĩ, ũrĩa Wee ũkũũrĩte.
24 My tongue will also talk about your righteousness all day long, for they are disappointed, and they are confounded, who want to harm me.
Rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũrĩrahaga ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku cia ũthingu mũthenya wothe, nĩgũkorwo arĩa meendaga kũnjĩka ũũru nĩmaconorithĩtio na makarigiicwo.
