Psalms 62
1 To the victorie on Iditum, the salm of Dauid. Whether my soule schal not be suget to God; for myn heelthe is of hym.
Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Kuna Jedhutuni. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Mweya wangu unozorora muna Mwari oga; ruponeso rwangu runobva kwaari.
2 For whi he is bothe my God, and myn heelthe; my `taker vp, Y schal no more be moued.
Iye oga ndiye dombo rangu noruponeso rwangu; ndiye nhare yangu, handingambozungunuswi.
3 Hou longe fallen ye on a man? alle ye sleen; as to a wal bowid, and a wal of stoon with out morter cast doun.
Muchasvika kupiko muchingorova munhu? Ko, imi mose muchamukanda pasi here, iyeyu rusvingo rwakarereka, noruzhowa rwuri kuwa?
4 Netheles thei thouyten to putte awei my prijs, Y ran in thirst; with her mouth thei blessiden, and in her herte thei cursiden.
Vanofunga kwazvo zvokumuwisira pasi kubva panzvimbo yake yakakwirira; vanofarira nhema. Vanoropafadza nemiromo yavo, Asi vachituka mumwoyo yavo. Sera
5 Netheles, my soule, be thou suget to God; for my pacience is of hym.
Iwe mweya wangu, zviwanire zororo muna Mwari oga; tariro yangu inobva kwaari.
6 For he is my God, and my saueour; myn helpere, Y schal not passe out.
Ndiye oga dombo rangu noruponeso rwangu; ndiye nhare yangu, handingazungunuswi.
7 Myn helthe, and my glorie is in God; God is the yyuer of myn help, and myn hope is in God.
Ruponeso rwangu nokukudzwa kwangu zvinobva kuna Mwari; ndiye dombo rangu guru, noutiziro hwangu.
8 Al the gaderyng togidere of the puple, hope ye in God, schede ye out youre hertis bifore hym; God is oure helpere with outen ende.
Vimbai naye nguva dzose, imi vanhu; dururai mwoyo yenyu kwaari, nokuti Mwari ndiye utiziro hwedu. Sera
9 Netheles the sones of men ben veyne; the sones of men ben liers in balauncis, that thei disseyue of vanytee in to the same thing.
Vanhu vasina maturo vanongova mweya zvawo, asi vanokudzwa inhema bedzi; kana vakayerwa havaremi, havasi chinhu; vose pamwe chete vanongova mweya.
10 Nile ye haue hope in wickidnesse, and nyle ye coueyte raueyns; if ritchessis be plenteuouse, nyle ye sette the herte therto.
Regai kuvimba noupambi kana kuzvikudza nezvinhu zvokuba; kunyange pfuma yenyu ichiwanda, regai kuisa mwoyo yenyu pairi.
11 God spak onys, Y herde these twei thingis, that power is of God, and, thou Lord, mercy is to thee;
Chinhu chimwe chakataurwa naMwari, zvinhu zviviri zvandakanzwa: Kuti imi, iyemi Mwari, mune simba,
12 for thou schalt yelde to ech man bi hise werkis.
uye kuti imi, iyemi Ishe, mune rudo. Zvirokwazvo muchapa mubayiro kumunhu mumwe nomumwe maererano nezvaakaita.
