Psalms 59
1 To the Overseer. — 'Destroy not,' by David. — A secret treasure, in Saul's sending, and they watch the house to put him to death. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God, From my withstanders set me on high.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, honokia kuuma kũrĩ thũ ciakwa; ngitĩra harĩ arĩa manjũkagĩrĩra.
2 Deliver me from workers of iniquity, And from men of blood save me.
Honokia kuuma kũrĩ arĩa mekaga ũũru, na ũũhonokie kuuma kũrĩ acio aiti thakame.
3 For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
Ta kĩone ũrĩa manjoheirie! Andũ ooru maranjiirĩra manjũkĩrĩre, o na itekĩte ũũru kana ngehia, Wee Jehova.
4 Without punishment they run and prepare themselves, Stir up to meet me, and see.
Ndirĩ ũndũ mũũru njĩkĩte, no rĩrĩ, nĩmehaarĩirie maatharĩkĩre. Arahũka ũndeithie; wĩonere ũrĩa thĩĩnĩkĩte!
5 And Thou, Jehovah, God of Hosts, God of Israel, Awake to inspect all the nations. Favour not any treacherous dealers of iniquity. (Selah)
Wee Jehova, Ngai Mwene-Hinya-Wothe, o Wee Ngai wa Isiraeli, arahũka ũherithie ndũrĩrĩ ciothe; ndũkaiguĩre andũ aaganu tha, o acio makunyanagĩra andũ arĩa angĩ.
6 They turn back at evening, They make a noise like a dog, And go round about the city.
Macookaga hwaĩ-inĩ makĩraramaga ta ngui, makĩũrũraga itũũra-inĩ inene.
7 Lo, they belch out with their mouths, Swords [are] in their lips, for 'Who heareth?'
Ta kĩone kĩrĩa marerũka na tũnua twao, nĩ ta marerũka hiũ cia njora kuuma mĩromo-inĩ yao, makooria atĩrĩ, “Nũũ ũngĩtũigua?”
8 And Thou, O Jehovah dost laugh at them, Thou dost mock at all the nations.
No Wee Jehova-rĩ, mathekerere; ndũrĩrĩ icio ciothe nĩũcinyararĩte.
9 O my Strength, unto Thee I take heed, For God [is] my tower — the God of my kindness.
Wee Hinya wakwa-rĩ, nowe njũũthĩrĩirie; Wee Ngai-rĩ, nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya, o Wee Ngai wakwa mũnyendi.
10 God doth go before me, He causeth me to look on mine enemies.
Ngai nĩegũthiĩ mbere yakwa, na nĩekũnjĩtĩkĩria ngenerere arĩa manjambagia.
11 Slay them not, lest my people forget, Shake them by Thy strength, And bring them down, O Lord our shield.
No ndũkamoorage, nĩguo andũ akwa matikanariganĩrwo. Nĩ ũndũ wa hinya waku, tũma matũũre morũũraga, nginya ũmatoorie, Wee Mwathani ngo iitũ.
12 The sin of their mouth [is] a word of their lips, And they are captured in their pride, And from the curse and lying they recount.
Nĩ ũndũ wa mehia ma tũnua twao, na nĩ ũndũ wa ciugo cia mĩromo yao, tũma magwatio nĩ mũtego wa mwĩtĩĩo wao. Nĩ ũndũ wa irumi na maheeni marĩa maaragia,
13 Consume in fury, consume and they are not, And they know that God is ruling in Jacob, To the ends of the earth. (Selah)
maniine na marakara maku, maniine nginya mathire biũ. Hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩgũkamenyeka nginya ituri cia thĩ, atĩ Ngai nĩwe wathaga Jakubu.
14 And they turn back at evening, They make a noise like a dog, And they go round about the city.
Macookaga hwaĩ-inĩ makĩraramaga ta ngui, makĩũrũraga itũũra-inĩ inene.
15 They — they wander for food, If they are not satisfied — then they murmur.
Morũũraga magĩcaria irio, na makoigĩrĩria maga kũhũũna.
16 And I — I sing [of] Thy strength, And I sing at morn [of] Thy kindness, For thou hast been a tower to me, And a refuge for me in a day of adversity.
No niĩ-rĩ, ndĩinaga ũhoro wa hinya waku, o rũciinĩ ngaina ũhoro wa wendo waku; nĩgũkorwo Wee nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya, na rĩũrĩro rĩakwa hĩndĩ ya mathĩĩna.
17 O my Strength, unto Thee I sing praise, For God [is] my tower, the God of my kindness!
Wee Hinya wakwa-rĩ, nĩngũkũinĩra ngũgooce; nĩgũkorwo Wee nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya, o Wee Ngai ũrĩa ũnyendete.
