Thaburi 16
1 Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Mũrungu, ngitagĩra, nĩgũkorwo nĩ harĩwe njũragĩra.
Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for I trust in thee.
2 Ndeerire Jehova atĩrĩ, “Wee nĩwe Mwathani wakwa; hatirĩ ũndũ mwega ingĩona ũtoimĩte harĩwe.”
Thou [my soul] hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee; —
3 Ha ũhoro wa andũ arĩa aamũre arĩa marĩ bũrũri-inĩ, acio nĩo andũ arĩa marĩ riiri, na nĩo ngenagĩra mũno.
To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent [thou hast said], In them is all my delight.
4 Andũ arĩa matengʼeragĩra ngai ingĩ-rĩ, kĩeha kĩao nĩgĩkaingĩha. Ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngarutĩra ngai icio magongona ma gũita thakame, o na kana ngwete marĩĩtwa maacio na mĩromo yakwa.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another: their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, and I will not take up their names into my lips.
5 Jehova nĩwe ũnjigĩire rwĩga rwakwa, na gĩkombe gĩakwa; Wee nĩwe ũgitagĩra igai rĩakwa.
Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 Ũnjatũrĩire ithaka kũndũ kũrĩa kwega; ti-itherũ igai rĩakwa nĩrĩngenagia mũno.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 Nĩngũgooca Jehova, ũrĩa ũũheaga kĩrĩra; o na ũtukũ ngoro yakwa nĩĩndaaraga.
I will bless Jehovah, who giveth me counsel; even in the nights my reins instruct me.
8 Jehova akoragwo arĩ mbere yakwa hĩndĩ ciothe. Tondũ arĩ guoko-inĩ gwakwa kwa ũrĩo-rĩ, ndingĩenyenyeka.
I have set Jehovah continually before me; because [he is] at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ngoro yakwa nĩnjanjamũku, na rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũgakena; o naguo mwĩrĩ wakwa nĩ ũgaatũũra ũrĩ na thayũ,
Therefore my heart rejoiceth, and my glory exulteth; my flesh moreover shall dwell in hope.
For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol, neither wilt thou allow thy Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 Nĩũũmenyithĩtie njĩra ya gũthiĩ muoyo-inĩ; nĩũkanjiyũria gĩkeno ndĩ harĩa ũrĩ, hamwe na mwago wa tene na tene ndĩ guoko-inĩ gwaku kwa ũrĩo.
Thou wilt make known to me the path of life: thy countenance is fulness of joy; at thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
