Thaburi 62
1 Thaburi ya Daudi Ngoro yakwa yetagĩrĩra Ngai o we wiki; ũhonokio wakwa uumaga harĩ we.
To the victorie on Iditum, the salm of Dauid. Whether my soule schal not be suget to God; for myn heelthe is of hym.
2 O we wiki nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga na ũhonokio wakwa; nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya, ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngenyenyeka.
For whi he is bothe my God, and myn heelthe; my `taker vp, Y schal no more be moued.
3 Nĩ nginya rĩ mũgũtũũra mũtharĩkagĩra mũndũ? Mwamũũraga inyuothe, taarĩ rũthingo rũinamu kana rũirigo rũrenda kũgũa?
Hou longe fallen ye on a man? alle ye sleen; as to a wal bowid, and a wal of stoon with out morter cast doun.
4 Nĩmatuĩte itua mamweherie ũnene-inĩ wake; makenagio nĩ maheeni. Marathimanaga na tũnua twao, no ngoro-inĩ ciao makarumana.
Netheles thei thouyten to putte awei my prijs, Y ran in thirst; with her mouth thei blessiden, and in her herte thei cursiden.
5 Wee ngoro yakwa, etha ũhurũko harĩ Ngai o we wiki, kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro gĩakwa kĩrĩ harĩ we.
Netheles, my soule, be thou suget to God; for my pacience is of hym.
6 O we wiki nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga na ũhonokio wakwa; nĩwe kĩirigo gĩakwa kĩa hinya ndirĩ hĩndĩ ngenyenyeka.
For he is my God, and my saueour; myn helpere, Y schal not passe out.
7 Ũhonokio wakwa na gĩtĩĩo gĩakwa ciumaga kũrĩ Ngai; nĩwe rwaro rwakwa rwa ihiga rũrĩ hinya, na rĩũrĩro rĩakwa.
Myn helthe, and my glorie is in God; God is the yyuer of myn help, and myn hope is in God.
8 Inyuĩ andũ aya, mwĩhokagei o we hĩndĩ ciothe; itũrũragai ngoro cianyu harĩ we, nĩgũkorwo Ngai nĩwe rĩũrĩro riitũ.
Al the gaderyng togidere of the puple, hope ye in God, schede ye out youre hertis bifore hym; God is oure helpere with outen ende.
9 Andũ arĩa matarĩ igweta no mĩhũmũ tu, na arĩa marĩ igweta no maheeni tu; mangĩthimwo na ratiri-rĩ, o no kĩndũ gĩa tũhũ; othe marĩ hamwe no mĩhũmũ mĩtheri.
Netheles the sones of men ben veyne; the sones of men ben liers in balauncis, that thei disseyue of vanytee in to the same thing.
10 Mũtikehoke ũtunyani kana mwĩtĩĩe na indo cia kũiya; o na ũtonga wanyu ũngĩingĩha-rĩ, mũtikawĩhoke.
Nile ye haue hope in wickidnesse, and nyle ye coueyte raueyns; if ritchessis be plenteuouse, nyle ye sette the herte therto.
11 Harĩ ũndũ ũmwe Ngai oigĩte, o na nĩ maũndũ meerĩ njiguĩte: atĩ Wee Ngai, nĩ ũrĩ hinya,
God spak onys, Y herde these twei thingis, that power is of God, and, thou Lord, mercy is to thee;
12 na atĩ Wee Mwathani, ũrĩ mwendani. Ti-itherũ nĩũkarĩha o mũndũ kũringana na wĩra wake.
for thou schalt yelde to ech man bi hise werkis.
