Psalms 36
1 `To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.
Thaburi ya Daudi Ndĩ na ndũmĩrĩri nditũ ngoro-inĩ yakwa, ĩkoniĩ wĩhia wa mũndũ ũrĩa mwaganu: Nĩ atĩrĩ, hatirĩ wĩtigĩri Ngai maitho-inĩ make.
2 For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.
Nĩ gũkorwo maitho-inĩ make mwene erahaga mũno, ũũ atĩ ndangĩhota gũkũũrana o na kana athũũre mehia make.
3 The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.
Ciugo cia kanua gake nĩ cia waganu na nĩ cia maheeni; nĩatigĩte gũtuĩka mũndũ mũũgĩ na wa gwĩkaga wega.
4 He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.
O na arĩ ũrĩrĩ-inĩ wake athugundaga o maũndũ mooru; eheanaga njĩra-inĩ ya kũmwerekeria gwĩka ũũru, na ndathũũraga ũndũ mũũru.
5 Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, wendani waku ũkinyĩte o igũrũ, naguo wĩhokeku waku ũgakinya o matu-inĩ.
6 Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;
Ũthingu waku ũhaana ta irĩma iria nene, kĩhooto gĩaku gĩkarikĩra ta kũrĩa kũriku. Wee Jehova-rĩ, ũmenyagĩrĩra mũndũ o na nyamũ.
7 as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.
Hĩ! Kaĩ wendo waku ũrĩa ũtathiraga nĩ wa goro mũno-ĩ! Andũ othe anene na anini moragĩra kĩĩgunyĩ-inĩ kĩa mathagu maku.
8 Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.
Marĩĩaga makaigania kuumana na ũingĩ wa nyũmba yaku; ũmaheaga gĩa kũnyua kuuma rũũĩ-inĩ rwaku rwa gĩkeno.
9 For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.
Nĩgũkorwo gĩthima kĩa muoyo kĩrĩ kũrĩ we; ũtheri-inĩ waku nĩho tuonaga ũtheri.
10 Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.
Kĩrĩrĩria kwenda arĩa makũũĩ, naguo ũthingu waku ũtũũre na arĩa arũngĩrĩru ngoro.
11 The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.
Ikinya rĩa ũrĩa mwĩtĩĩi rĩroaga kũnjũkĩrĩra, o na kana guoko kwa ũrĩa mwaganu kũnyingate.
12 There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.
Ta rora wone ũrĩa andũ arĩa mekaga ũũru magwĩte thĩ; maikanĩtio thĩ, na matingĩhota gũũkĩra!
