Thaburi 75
1 Thaburi ya Asafu Wee Ngai, nĩtwagũcookeria ngaatho, twagũcookeria ngaatho, nĩgũkorwo Rĩĩtwa rĩaku rĩrĩ hakuhĩ; andũ maheanaga ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku cia magegania.
For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Psalm by Asaph. A song. We give thanks to you, God. We give thanks, for your Name is near. Men tell about your wondrous works.
2 Uugaga atĩrĩ, “Nĩ niĩ thuuraga hĩndĩ ĩrĩa njagĩrĩru; nĩ niĩ nduanagĩra ciira na kĩhooto.
When I choose the appointed time, I will judge blamelessly.
3 Rĩrĩa thĩ na andũ ayo othe maathingitha, nĩ niĩ nyiitagĩrĩra itugĩ ciayo ngacirũmia.
The earth and all its inhabitants quake. I firmly hold its pillars. (Selah)
4 Andũ arĩa etĩĩi ngũmeera atĩrĩ, ‘Mũtigacooke kwĩraha,’ na arĩa aaganu ngameera atĩrĩ, ‘Mũtikambararie hĩa cianyu.
I said to the arrogant, “Don’t boast!” I said to the wicked, “Don’t lift up the horn.
5 Tigai kwambararia hĩa cianyu na igũrũ, mũtige kwaria mũũmĩtie ngingo.’”
Don’t lift up your horn on high. Don’t speak with a stiff neck.”
6 Nĩ ũndũ-rĩ, ũhoro wa gũtũũgĩria mũndũ nduumaga na irathĩro kana ithũĩro, o na kana kuuma werũ-inĩ.
For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.
7 No rĩrĩ, nĩ Ngai ũtuanagĩra ciira: Anyiihagia mũndũ ũmwe, na agatũũgĩria ũrĩa ũngĩ.
But God is the judge. He puts down one, and lifts up another.
8 Jehova anyiitĩte gĩkombe kĩiyũrĩte ndibei ĩrĩ na mũhũũyũ, ĩtukanĩtio na mahuti manungi wega; amĩonoragia, nao andũ othe aaganu a thĩ makamĩnyua, makainĩkĩrĩra nginya itata rĩa mũthia.
For in Yahweh’s hand there is a cup, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.
9 No niĩ-rĩ, nĩngumbũra ũhoro ũyũ nginya tene; ndĩrĩinaga ũgooci kũrĩ Ngai wa Jakubu.
But I will declare this forever: I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
10 Nĩngarenga hĩa cia andũ arĩa othe aaganu, no hĩa cia arĩa athingu nĩikambarario.
I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, but the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.
