< Thaburi 64 >
1 Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, igua mũgambo wakwa ngĩkwĩra mateta makwa; gitĩra muoyo wakwa harĩ kwĩhĩtĩrwo nĩ thũ.
For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice of complaint; preserve my life from dread of the enemy.
2 Kĩĩhithe kuuma kũrĩ ndundu ya andũ arĩa aaganu, ũũhithe kuuma kũrĩ inegene rĩa mũingĩ ũrĩa wĩkaga ũũru.
Hide me from the scheming of the wicked, from the mob of workers of iniquity,
3 Manooraga nĩmĩ ciao ta hiũ cia njora, na makaaria ciugo njũru itariĩ ta mĩguĩ ĩrĩ ũrũrũ.
who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their bitter words like arrows,
4 Mehithagĩra mũndũ ũtehĩtie makamũratha na mĩguĩ; mamũrathaga o rĩmwe mategwĩtigĩra.
ambushing the innocent in seclusion, shooting suddenly, without fear.
5 Momanagĩrĩria magĩthugunda mĩbango mĩũru, meranaga ũrĩa mekũhitha mĩtego yao; mooragia atĩrĩ, “Nũũ ũngĩmĩona?”
They hold fast to their evil purpose; they speak of hiding their snares. “Who will see them?” they say.
6 Mathugundaga maũndũ matarĩ ma kĩhooto, makoiga atĩrĩ, “Kaĩ nĩtũbangĩte mũbango mwagĩrĩru-ĩ!” Ti-itherũ meciiria ma mũndũ na ngoro yake itingĩtuĩrĩka.
They devise injustice and say, “We have perfected a secret plan.” For the inner man and the heart are mysterious.
7 No rĩrĩ, Ngai nĩekũmaratha na mĩguĩ yake, amathece o rĩmwe.
But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be wounded.
8 Akaamarehithĩria mwanangĩko nĩ ũndũ wa ciugo njũru iria maaragia na tũnua twao; andũ arĩa othe makamoona makaamanyũrũria, mamainainĩrie mĩtwe.
They will be made to stumble, their own tongues turned against them. All who see will shake their heads.
9 Andũ othe nĩmagetigĩra; nĩmakaheana ũhoro wa wĩra wa Ngai, na meciirie ũhoro wa maũndũ marĩa ekĩte.
Then all mankind will fear and proclaim the work of God; so they will ponder what He has done.
10 Andũ arĩa athingu nĩmagĩkenere Jehova na moragĩre harĩ we; andũ arĩa othe arũngĩrĩru ngoro nĩmamũgooce!
Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in Him; let all the upright in heart exult.