Psalms 40
1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. I have diligently expected Jehovah, And He inclineth to me, and heareth my cry,
Thaburi ya Daudi Ndetereire Jehova o ngirĩrĩirie; nake agĩĩthikĩrĩria akĩigua kĩrĩro gĩakwa.
2 And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation — from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.
Nĩ aandutire irima rĩa mũũro, thĩinĩ wa ndoro yarĩ ndenderũ, agĩkinyithia magũrũ makwa igũrũ rĩa rwaro rwa ihiga, na agĩtũma ndĩhaande wega.
3 And He putteth in my mouth a new song, 'Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah.
Eekĩrire rwĩmbo rwerũ kanua-inĩ gakwa, rwĩmbo rwa kũgoocaga Ngai witũ naruo. Andũ aingĩ marĩonaga ũguo magetigĩra, nao makehoka Jehova.
4 O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies.
Kũrathimwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũtuĩte atĩ arĩĩhokaga o Jehova, na nderĩgagĩrĩra andũ arĩa etĩĩi, o acio marũmagĩrĩra ngai cia maheeni.
5 Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa-rĩ, magegania marĩa wĩkĩte nĩ maingĩ. Maũndũ marĩa ũtũbangĩire gũtirĩ mũndũ ũngĩhota gũgũtaarĩria; korwo ndaaria heane ũhoro wamo-rĩ, mangĩkorwo marĩ maingĩ mũno kũmoiga.
6 Sacrifice and present Thou hast not desired, Ears Thou hast prepared for me, Burnt and sin-offering Thou hast not asked.
Wee-rĩ, ti magongona na maruta weriragĩria, no nĩũũheete matũ ma gũkũigua; maruta ma njino na maruta ma kũhoroheria mehia ti mo maakũbatairie.
7 Then said I, 'Lo, I have come,' In the roll of the book it is written of me,
Ningĩ ngiuga atĩrĩ, “Niĩ ũyũ haha, nĩndooka, o ta ũrĩa kwandĩkĩtwo ũhoro wakwa ibuku-inĩ rĩa gĩkũnjo.
8 To do Thy pleasure, my God, I have delighted, And Thy law [is] within my heart.
Niĩ ndĩriragĩria gwĩka wendi waku, Wee Ngai wakwa; watho waku ũrĩ ngoro-inĩ yakwa.”
9 I have proclaimed tidings of righteousness In the great assembly, lo, my lips I restrain not, O Jehovah, Thou hast known.
Nyanagĩrĩra ũhoro wa ũthingu ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ kĩnene; o ta ũrĩa ũũĩ, Wee Jehova, niĩ ndihingaga mĩromo yakwa.
10 Thy righteousness I have not concealed In the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation I have told, I have not hidden Thy kindness and Thy truth, To the great assembly.
Niĩ ndihithagĩrĩra ũthingu waku ngoro-inĩ yakwa; njaragia ũhoro wa wĩhokeku na ũhonokio waku. Wendo waku na ũhoro waku wa ma ndirĩ ndacihitha kĩũngano kĩrĩa kĩnene.
11 Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, ndũkagirĩrĩrie tha ciaku inginyĩrĩre; wendo waku na ũhoro waku wa ma irongitagĩra hĩndĩ ciothe.
12 For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
Nĩgũkorwo mathĩĩna matangĩtarĩka nĩmandigiicĩirie; mehia makwa nĩmanginyĩrĩire, ngaremwo nĩkuona. Maingĩhĩte gũkĩra njuĩrĩ cia mũtwe wakwa, na ngoro yakwa nĩyũrĩtwo nĩ hinya.
13 Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, ĩtĩkĩra kũũhonokia, Wee Jehova-rĩ, ũka narua ũndeithie.
14 They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
Andũ arĩa othe mendaga kũnjũraga maroconorithio na manyiitwo nĩ kĩrigiicano; arĩa othe mendaga nyanangwo marocooka na thuutha maconokete.
15 They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.'
Andũ arĩa maathekagĩrĩra makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Haiya! Haiya!” Maroiyũrwo nĩ ihooru nĩ ũndũ wa thoni ciao.
16 All seeking Thee rejoice and are glad in Thee, Those loving Thy salvation say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified.'
No arĩa makũrongoragia marokena na macanjamũke nĩ ũndũ waku; arĩa mendete ũhonokio waku marotũũra moigaga atĩrĩ, “Jehova arotũgĩrio!”
17 And I [am] poor and needy, The Lord doth devise for me. My help and my deliverer [art] Thou, O my God, tarry Thou not.
No rĩrĩ, niĩ ndĩ mũthĩĩni na mũbatari; Mwathani arondirikana. Wee nĩwe ũteithio wakwa na mũndeithũri; Wee Ngai wakwa-rĩ, hiuha ũkĩndeithie.
