Thaburi 56
1 Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, njiguĩra tha, nĩgũkorwo andũ nĩmaingatanĩte na niĩ mũno; mũthenya wothe mendaga o gũũtharĩkĩra.
To the Chief Musician. Upon "The Dove of God from the distant Sea." David’s. A precious Psalm. When the Philistines seized him in Gath. Show me favour, O God, For weak man hath panted for me, All the day, a fighter oppresseth me:
2 Andũ arĩa manjambagia maingatanaga na niĩ mũthenya wothe; aingĩ nĩ arĩa maraatharĩkĩra na mwĩtĩĩo.
Mine adversaries have panted all the day, For, many, are fighting with me, loftily.
3 Rĩrĩa ndetigĩra-rĩ, nĩwe ndĩrĩhokaga.
What day I am afraid, I, unto thee will direct my confidence.
4 Nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa Ngai, nĩndĩrĩgoocaga kiugo gĩake, ndĩhokete o Ngai; ndingĩĩtigĩra. Mũndũ ũrĩ na mwĩrĩ angĩnjĩka atĩa?
In God, I will praise his cause, —In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can flesh do unto me?
5 Mũthenya wothe matindaga makĩogomia ciugo ciakwa; hĩndĩ ciothe mathugundaga kũnjĩka ũũru.
All the day, they wrest, my words, Against me, all their devices are for mischief;
6 Manjiiragĩra na makanjoheria, na makarĩithania na mĩthiĩre yakwa, makĩenda kũnjũraga.
They stir up strife—they lie hid, They, mark my steps, —Seeing they have waited for my life.
7 Wee Ngai, ndũkareke mahonoke o na atĩa; ngʼaũrania ndũrĩrĩ na marakara maku.
Because of iniquity, recompense thou them, —In anger, bring thou down, the peoples, O God.
8 Andĩka ũhoro wa gũcakaya gwakwa; maithori makwa mekĩre cuba-inĩ yaku, githĩ matirĩ maandĩko-inĩ maku?
My wandering, hast, thou, recorded, —Put thou my tears in thy bottle, Are they not in thy record?
9 Rĩrĩa ngaakaya ndeithio thũ ciakwa nĩikahũndũka. Ũndũ ũcio nĩũgatũma menye atĩ Ngai arĩ hamwe na niĩ.
Then, shall my foes turn back, in the day I cry, This, I know, for God is mine!
10 Nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa Ngai, ũrĩa ngoocaga kiugo gĩake, nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa Jehova, ũrĩa ngoocaga kiugo gĩake,
In God, will I praise with good cause: In Yahweh, will I praise with good cause;
11 ndĩhokete o Ngai; ndingĩĩtigĩra. Mũndũ-rĩ, angĩnjĩka atĩa?
In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can a son of earth do unto me!
12 Wee Ngai, mĩĩhĩtwa ĩrĩa ndĩĩhĩtĩte ndĩ o nayo, nĩndĩrĩkũrutagĩra maruta ma gũgũcookeria ngaatho.
Upon me, O God, are thy vows, I will pay back praises unto thee.
13 Nĩgũkorwo nĩũũhonoketie kuuma gĩkuũ-inĩ, na ũkagirĩrĩria magũrũ makwa kũhĩngwo, nĩguo thiiage mbere ya Ngai ngĩonaga ũtheri ũrĩa wonagwo nĩ arĩa marĩ muoyo.
For thou hast rescued my soul from death, Wilt thou not [rescue] my feet from stumbling? That I may walk to and fro, before God, In the light of life.
