Thaburi 9
1 Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, nĩngũkũgooca na ngoro yakwa yothe; nĩngũgana maũndũ maku mothe ma magegania marĩa wĩkĩte.
“To the chief musician upon Muthlabben, a psalm of David.” I will thank the Lord with all my heart: I will relate all thy marvelous deeds.
2 Nĩngũcanjamũka na ngene nĩ ũndũ waku. Nĩngũina rwĩmbo ngooce rĩĩtwa rĩaku, Wee Ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.
I will rejoice and exult in thee: I will sing praise to thy name, O thou Most High:
3 Thũ ciakwa icookaga na thuutha, ikahĩngwo igathira irĩ mbere yaku.
When my enemies are turned backward, [when] they fall and perish at thy presence.
4 Nĩgũkorwo nĩũtiirĩrĩire kĩhooto gĩakwa na ciira wakwa; nĩũikarĩire gĩtĩ gĩaku kĩa ũnene, na ũgatua ciira na ũthingu.
For thou hast conducted my dispute and my cause; thou hast sat on the throne as a righteous judge.
5 Nĩũrũithĩtie ndũrĩrĩ na ũkaniina andũ arĩa aaganu; namo marĩĩtwa mao ũkamatharia tene na tene.
Thou hast rebuked nations, thou hast caused the wicked to perish, their name hast thou blotted out for ever and ever.
6 Thũ nĩũcikinyĩirie mwanangĩko ũtathiraga, nĩwanangĩte matũũra macio manene; o na kũririkanwo kwao nĩgũthirĩte.
O thou enemy, the ruins are passed away for ever, and the cities which thou hast destroyed, —lost is their memorial, yea, theirs.
7 Jehova athamakaga nginya tene; nĩahaandĩte gĩtĩ gĩake kĩa ũnene nĩguo atuanĩre ciira.
But the Lord will sit enthroned for ever: he hath established for giving judgment his throne.
8 Nĩagatuĩra andũ a thĩ ciira na kĩhooto; nĩagathamakĩra ndũrĩrĩ o ta ũrĩa kwagĩrĩire.
And he will judge the world with righteousness, he shall decide for the people, with equity.
9 Jehova nĩwe rĩũrĩro rĩa arĩa ahinyĩrĩrie, kĩĩhitho kĩrĩ hinya hĩndĩ ya mathĩĩna.
The Lord also will be a strong-hold for the oppressed, a strong-hold in times of distress.
10 Arĩa mooĩ rĩĩtwa rĩaku nĩmarĩkwĩhokaga, nĩgũkorwo Jehova ndũrĩ watiganĩria arĩa makũrongoragia.
And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee; for thou hast not forsaken those that seek thee, O Lord.
11 Inĩrai Jehova nyĩmbo mũmũgooce, o ũcio ũikarĩire gĩtĩ gĩake kĩa ũnene kũu Zayuni; umbũrĩrai andũ a ndũrĩrĩ maũndũ marĩa ekĩte.
Sing praises to the Lord, who dwelleth in Zion: announce among the people his deeds.
12 Nĩgũkorwo ũcio ũrĩhanagĩria thakame nĩamaririkanaga; kĩrĩro kĩa andũ arĩa ahinyĩrĩrĩku ndakariganĩrwo nĩkĩo.
For he, that inquireth after acts of blood, hath remembered them: he hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
13 Wee Jehova, ta rora wone ũrĩa thũ ciakwa iranyariira! Njiguĩra tha, ũnjoe na igũrũ, ũndute kuuma ihingo-inĩ cia gĩkuũ,
Be gracious unto me, O Lord; have regard to my affliction [coming] from those that hate me, thou who liftest me up from the gates of death:
14 nĩguo nyumbũre ũgooci waku ndĩ kũu ihingo-inĩ cia Mwarĩ wa Zayuni, na ndĩ kũu ngenagĩre ũhonokio waku.
In order that I may relate all thy praises in the gates of the daughters of Zion: I will be glad in thy salvation.
15 Ndũrĩrĩ nĩigwĩte o irima rĩrĩa cienjete; magũrũ maacio nĩmanyiitĩtwo nĩ wabu o ũcio ihithĩte wa gũtegana.
Sunk are nations in the ditch that they have prepared: in this net which they had laid in secret is their own foot caught.
16 Jehova nĩemenyithanĩtie na ũndũ wa gũtuanĩra ciira na kĩhooto gĩake; andũ arĩa aaganu nĩmetegete na wĩra wa moko mao ene.
The Lord is made known: he executed justice: through the doing of his own hands is the wicked ensnared. Higgayon, (Selah)
17 Andũ arĩa aaganu macookaga o mbĩrĩra-inĩ, ĩĩ-ni, ndũrĩrĩ iria ciothe iriganagĩrwo nĩ Ngai. (Sheol h7585)
The wicked shall return into hell, all the nations that are forgetful of God. (Sheol h7585)
18 No rĩrĩ, andũ arĩa abatari matigũtũũra mariganĩire, na kana mwĩhoko wa arĩa ahinyĩrĩrie ũthire nginya tene.
For not everlastingly shall the needy be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
19 Wee Jehova, arahũka, Ndũkareke mũndũ agĩe na ũhootani; reke ndũrĩrĩ ituĩrwo ciira irĩ mbere yaku.
Arise, O Lord; let not the mortal boast of his strength; let nations be judged before thy face.
20 Wee Jehova, maiguithie guoya, ũreke ndũrĩrĩ imenye atĩ cio no andũ.
Place, O Lord, fear over them: let nations know, that they are but mortals. (Selah)
