< Thaburi 41 >
1 Thaburi ya Daudi Kũrathimwo-rĩ, nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũrũmbũyagia andũ arĩa matarĩ hinya; ũcio-rĩ, Jehova nĩamũhatũraga hĩndĩ ya mathĩĩna.
For the music director. A psalm of David. How happy are those who take care of the poor! When they are in trouble the Lord will save them.
2 Jehova nĩarĩmũgitagĩra na amũtũũragie muoyo; nĩarĩmũrathimaga bũrũri-inĩ, na ndakamũrekereria kũrĩ merirĩria ma thũ ciake.
The Lord protects them and keeps them alive. They will live happily in the land, and they will not be handed over to their enemies.
3 Jehova nĩarĩmũmenyagĩrĩra arĩ ũrĩrĩ-inĩ arĩ mũrũaru, na acooke amũhonie arĩ o hau ũrĩrĩ-inĩ wake.
The Lord looks after them when they're sick; he makes them well from their illness.
4 Ndoigire atĩrĩ, “Wee Jehova, njiguĩra tha; honia, nĩgũkorwo Wee nĩwe njĩhĩirie.”
“Lord, please be gracious to me,” I asked. “Please heal me, for I have sinned against you.”
5 Thũ ciakwa ciaragia ũhoro wakwa na rũmena ikooria atĩrĩ, “Agakua rĩ, rĩĩtwa rĩake rĩthire?”
Those who hate me only say evil things about me. “When is he going to die, and people forget all about him?” they ask.
6 Rĩrĩa rĩothe mũndũ ooka kũnyona, aaheaga ũhoro wa maheeni, o rĩrĩa ngoro yake ĩrahũnga ndeto cia kũnjambia; agacooka agathiĩ gũcimemeerekia kũndũ guothe.
They come to visit me, but their sympathy is not sincere. They're only interested in the bad news, which they spread around as soon as they leave.
7 Thũ ciakwa ciothe iheehanagĩra nĩguo iinjũkĩrĩre; injiiragĩrĩra maũndũ mooru mũno, ikoiga atĩrĩ,
All who hate me talk in whispers about my condition, hoping for the worst.
8 “Mũrimũ mũũru nĩũmũnyiitĩte; ndarĩ hĩndĩ agokĩra hau akomete.”
“He's been cursed with some terrible disease,” they say. “Now he's bed-ridden he'll never recover!”
9 O na mũrata wakwa wa hakuhĩ, ũrĩa ndĩrehokete, o ũrĩa tũrĩĩanagĩra irio nake nĩangarũrũkĩte.
Even my best friend, the one I trusted, who shared meals with me—even he has turned against me.
10 No rĩrĩ, Wee Jehova, njiguĩra tha; njarahũra, nĩguo ndĩĩrĩhĩrie harĩo.
But you Lord, please be gracious to me, make me well so I can repay them!
11 Nĩnjũũĩ atĩ nĩũkenetio nĩ niĩ, nĩgũkorwo thũ yakwa ndĩndooretie.
I know you are pleased with me because you have not let my enemies win and shout in triumph over me.
12 We nĩũũnyiitĩrĩire nĩ ũndũ wa wagĩrĩru wakwa, na ũkanjiga harĩwe nginya tene.
You have supported me because of my integrity, you have brought me into your presence forever.
13 Jehova, o we Ngai wa Isiraeli, arogoocwo, kuuma tene wa tene nginya tene na tene. Ameni, na ningĩ Ameni.
Praise the Lord, the God of Israel, from eternity to eternity! Amen and amen!