Psalms 73
1 A Psalm of Asaph. Only — good to Israel [is] God, to the clean of heart. And I — as a little thing, My feet have been turned aside,
Thaburi ya Asafu Ti-itherũ Ngai nĩ mwega harĩ andũ a Isiraeli, harĩ andũ arĩa atheru ngoro.
2 As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful,
No niĩ-rĩ, magũrũ makwa maratigĩtie hanini matenderũke; ndaarĩ o hakuhĩ kũgũa.
3 The peace of the wicked I see, That there are no bands at their death,
Nĩgũkorwo nĩndaiguagĩra arĩa etĩĩi ũiru, rĩrĩa ndonire kũgaacĩra kwa andũ arĩa aaganu.
4 And their might [is] firm.
Nĩgũkorwo matithĩĩnĩkaga; mĩĩrĩ yao nĩ mĩgima na ĩkoragwo na hinya.
5 In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued.
Matikoragwo na moritũ ta andũ arĩa angĩ, na matikoragwo nĩ mathĩĩna marĩa makoraga andũ.
6 Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio mwĩtĩĩo nĩguo mũgathĩ wao; o ene mehumbaga ũhinya.
7 Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed;
Ũmũ wa ngoro ciao ũtherũkaga o ũmaramari; meciiria mao mooru matirĩ mũhaka.
8 They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak.
Nĩ andũ a kĩnyũrũri, na maaragia ndeto cia rũmena; maaragia na mwĩtĩĩo ũhoro wa kũhinyĩrĩria andũ arĩa angĩ.
9 They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth.
Tũnua twao twaragia ũũru wa gũũkĩrĩra igũrũ, nacio nĩmĩ ciao ikegwatĩra thĩ yothe.
10 Therefore do His people return hither, And waters of fulness are wrung out to them.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio andũ ao nĩmakamacokerera na metĩkie ũrĩa wothe makoiga.
11 And they have said, 'How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?'
Makoiga atĩrĩ, “Mũrungu angĩmenya atĩa? Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno nĩarĩ na ũmenyo?”
12 Lo, these [are] the wicked and easy ones of the age, They have increased strength.
Ũũ nĩguo andũ arĩa aaganu matariĩ: tondũ gũtirĩ ũndũ ũmamakagia, makĩragĩrĩria o gũtonga.
13 Only — a vain thing! I have purified my heart, And I wash in innocency my hands,
Ti-itherũ, nĩnjigĩte ngoro yakwa ĩrĩ theru o tũhũ; thambĩtie moko makwa makaaga gwĩka ũũru o tũhũ.
14 And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof [is] every morning.
Nĩgũkorwo ndindaga na mĩnyamaro mũthenya wothe; herithĩtio rũciinĩ o rũciinĩ.
15 If I have said, 'I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived.
Ingĩoigire atĩrĩ, “Nĩngwaria o ũũ,” nĩingĩakunyanĩire ciana ciaku.
16 And I think to know this, Perverseness it [is] in mine eyes,
No rĩrĩa ndageragia gũtaũkĩrwo nĩ ũhoro ũcio wothe, watuĩkire wa kũũhinyĩrĩria,
17 Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end.
o nginya rĩrĩa ndatoonyire handũ-harĩa-haamũre ha Mũrungu; hĩndĩ ĩyo ngĩkĩmenya ũrĩa makaarĩkĩrĩria.
18 Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations.
Ti-itherũ ũmaigaga kũndũ kũrĩa gũtenderũ; ũmagũithagia thĩ makaanangĩka.
19 How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended — consumed from terrors.
Hĩ! Kaĩ nĩmakanangwo o rĩmwe-ĩ! Makaaniinwo biũ nĩ imakania!
20 As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
O ta ũrĩa kĩroto gĩthiraga mũndũ okĩra, no taguo makahaana rĩrĩa Wee Mwathani ũkaarahũka, ũkaamaagĩra bata o ta irooto.
21 For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,
Rĩrĩa ngoro yakwa yarĩ na kĩeha na roho wakwa ũgatuurwo,
22 And I am brutish, and do not know. A beast I have been with Thee.
ndiarĩ na meciiria magima, na ndiarĩ na ũmenyo; ndahaanaga o ta nyamũ ndĩ mbere yaku.
23 And I [am] continually with Thee, Thou hast laid hold on my right hand.
No rĩrĩ, ngoragwo nawe hĩndĩ ciothe; nĩũũnyiitĩte guoko gwakwa kwa ũrĩo.
24 With Thy counsel Thou dost lead me, And after honour dost receive me.
Nĩũndongoragia na ũtaaro waku, na thuutha ũcio nĩũkanyamũkĩra riiri-inĩ waku.
25 Whom have I in the heavens? And with Thee none I have desired in earth.
Nũũ ũngĩ ndĩ nake kũu igũrũ tiga Wee? Gũkũ thĩ ndirĩ na kĩndũ ĩngĩĩrirĩria tiga o Wee.
26 Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion [is] God to the age.
Mwĩrĩ wakwa na ngoro yakwa no ciage hinya, no rĩrĩ, Ngai nĩwe hinya wa ngoro yakwa, na nĩwe rwĩga rwakwa nginya tene.
27 For, lo, those far from Thee do perish, Thou hast cut off every one, Who is going a whoring from Thee.
Ti-itherũ arĩa magũtiganagĩria nĩmagathira; nĩũkanangaga arĩa othe matakwĩhokete.
28 And I — nearness of God to me [is] good, I have placed in the Lord Jehovah my refuge, To recount all Thy works!
No ha ũhoro wakwa-rĩ, nĩ wega gũkuhĩrĩria Ngai. Nĩnduĩte Mwathani Jehova rĩũrĩro rĩakwa; nĩndĩrĩheanaga ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku ciothe.
