Thaburi 77
1 Thaburi ya Asafu Ndakaĩire Ngai andeithie; ndakaĩire Ngai nĩguo anjigue.
To the Chief Musician. On "Jeduthun." Asaph’s, a Melody. With my voice—unto God, will I make outcry, With my voice unto God, and he will give ear unto me;
2 Rĩrĩa ndaarĩ mĩnyamaro-inĩ, nĩ Mwathani ndarongoririe; ũtukũ ndamwambararĩirie moko itekũnoga, no muoyo wakwa ũkĩrega kũhoorerio.
In the day of my distress—unto My Lord, will I seek, My hand, by night, hath been outstretched and never once became slack, My soul, hath refused to be consoled;
3 Wee Ngai, ndakũririkanire ngĩcaaya; ndataranirie maũndũ, naguo roho wakwa ũkĩringĩka.
I remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. (Selah)
4 Wee watũmire njũrwo nĩ toro, ngĩthĩĩnĩka mũno, ngĩremwo nĩ kwaria.
Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;
5 Ndeciiririe ũhoro wa matukũ ma tene, ngĩririkana mĩaka o ĩrĩa yarĩ ya tene;
I reasoned, Of the days of aforetime, Of the years of by-gone ages;
6 ngĩkĩĩririkania ũrĩa ndainaga ũtukũ, ngoro yakwa ĩgĩtarania maũndũ, naguo roho wakwa ũkĩyũũria atĩrĩ:
I remember my song in the night, —With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: —
7 “Mwathani egũtũũra atũregete nginya tene? Ndarĩ hĩndĩ agacooka gũtũkenera?
For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?
8 Wendo wake ũtathiraga-rĩ, nĩkũbuĩria ũbuĩrĩtie nginya tene? Kĩĩranĩro gĩake gĩgũtũũra gĩtahingĩte nginya tene?
Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?
9 Kaĩ Mũrungu ariganĩirwo nĩkũiguanĩra tha? Kaĩ marakara make matũmĩte atige gũtugana?”
Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? (Selah)
10 Ngĩcooka ngĩĩciiria atĩrĩ, “Ũndũ ũyũ nĩguo ngwĩtiiria naguo: kũririkana mĩaka ya guoko kwa ũrĩo kwa Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.”
Then said I—An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.
11 Nĩngũririkana ciĩko cia Jehova; ĩĩ nĩguo, nĩngũririkana ciama ciaku cia tene.
I will remember the doings of Yah, Surely I will remember, out of aforetime, thy wonderful way;
12 Ndĩrĩtaranagia mawĩra maku mothe, na ngecũũrania ũhoro wa ciĩko ciaku cia hinya.
And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: —
13 Njĩra ciaku, Wee Ngai, nĩ theru. Nĩ ngai ĩrĩkũ nene ta Ngai witũ?
O God, in the sanctuary, is thy way, —Who is a great GOD like Elohim?
14 Wee nĩwe Mũrungu ũrĩa ũringaga ciama; wonanagia ũhoti waku kũrĩ ndũrĩrĩ.
Thou, art GOD, doing wonderfully, —Thou hast made known, among the peoples, thy might;
15 Nĩwakũũrire andũ aku na guoko gwaku kwa hinya, o acio njiaro cia Jakubu na Jusufu.
Thou didst redeem, with thine arm—Thy people, Thy sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
16 Maaĩ nĩmakuonire, Wee Ngai, maaĩ macio maakuonire makĩigua guoya, nakuo kũrĩa kũriku mũno gũkĩĩnyogonda.
The waters saw thee, O God, The waters saw thee, They were in birth-throes, Yea the resounding deeps were stirred;
17 Matu mooiririe mbura, nacio ngwa ikĩruruma igũrũ guothe; heni ciahenũkire ikĩrathũka mĩena yothe
The clouds, poured down waters, The skies uttered, a voice, Yea, thine arrows, flew hither and thither;
18 Ngwa yaku yaiguĩkanire kĩhuhũkanio-inĩ, rũheni rwaku rũkĩmũrĩka thĩ yothe, nayo thĩ ĩkĩinaina na ĩgĩthingitha.
The, voice of thy thunder, was in the whirlwind, Thy lightnings illumined the world, The earth, trembled and quaked;
19 Njĩra yaku yatuĩkanĩirie iria-inĩ, njĩra yaku ĩgĩtuĩkanĩria maaĩ-inĩ maingĩ, o na gũtuĩka makinya maku mationekire.
In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:
20 Watongoririe andũ aku o ta ũrĩa mũrĩithi atongoragia rũũru, ũkĩmatongoria na guoko kwa Musa na kwa Harũni.
Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.
