Amahubo 144
1 ElikaDavida. Udumo kalube kuThixo iDwala lami, yena ofundisa izandla zami ukulwa impi, leminwe yami ukuhlasela.
David’s. Blessed be Yahweh, my Rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight:
2 UnguNkulunkulu wami othandekayo lenqaba yami, inqaba yami lomkhululi wami, isihlangu sami engiphephela kuso, othobisa abantu bami ngaphansi kwami.
My lovingkindness and my stronghold, my high tower and my deliverer—mine! My buckler, and he in whom I have sought refuge, —He that subdueth my people under me.
3 Kambe Thixo, umuntu uyini ungaze umnanze, indodana yomuntu ukuthi uyikhumbule na?
O Yahweh! what is the earthborn, And yet thou hast acknowledged him, —the son of a mortal, And yet thou hast taken account of him:
4 Umuntu unjengomphefumulo; insuku zakhe zinjengesithunzi esidlulayo masinyane.
The earthborn, resembleth, a vapour, his days, are like a passing shadow.
5 Yahlukanisa izulu lakho, Oh Thixo, wehlele phansi; thinta izintaba, ukuze zithunqe intuthu.
O Yahweh! bow thy heavens and come down, Touch the mountains, that they smoke:
6 Thumela umbane uzihlakaze izitha; phosa imitshoko yakho zichitheke.
Flash forth lightning, that thou mayest scatter them, Send out thine arrows, that thou mayest confound them:
7 Yelula isandla sakho sisuka phezulu; ngihlenga ungikhulule emanzini alamandla abezizweni
Put forth thy hands from on high: —Snatch me away and rescue me out of mighty waters, out of the hand of the sons of the alien,
8 omilomo yabo igcwele amanga, ozandla zabo zokunene zilenkohliso.
Whose mouth, hath spoken deceit, and, whose right hand, is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Ngizakuhlabelela ingoma entsha, Oh Nkulunkulu; ngechacho lezintambo ezilitshumi ngizakutshayela ingoma,
O God! a new song, will I sing unto thee, —On a harp of ten strings, will I make music to thee:
10 kuye yedwa onika amakhosi ukunqoba, ohlenga inceku yakhe uDavida enkembeni ebulalayo.
Who giveth victory unto kings—Who snatcheth away David his servant, from the calamitous sword.
11 Ngihlenge, ungikhulule ezandleni zabezizwe omilomo yabo igcwele amanga, ozandla zabo zokunene zilenkohliso.
Snatch me away and rescue me out of he hand of the sons of the alien, —whose mouth hath spoken deceit, and, whose right hand, is a right hand of falsehood: —
12 Kuzakuthi amadodana ethu ebutsheni bawo azakuba njengezihlahla ezikhuliswa kuhle, kuthi amadodakazi ethu abe njengezinsika ezibazelwe ukucecisa isigodlo.
That, our sons, may be like plants well grown while yet young, —Our daughters, like corner pillars, —carved, in the construction of a palace:
13 Iziphala zethu zizagcwala ngemihlobo yonke yokudla. Izimvu zethu zizakwanda ngezinkulungwane, ngamatshumi ezinkulungwane emadlelweni ethu;
Our garners, full, pouring out from one kind to another; Our flocks, multiplying by thousands—by myriads, in our open fields:
14 inkabi zethu zizadonsa imithwalo enzima. Akusayikuba khona ukubhidlizwa kwemiduli, ukuya ebugqilini, lokukhala kosizi emigwaqweni yakithi.
Our oxen, well-laden; no breaking in and no departing, —and no loud lament in our places of concourse: —
15 Babusisiwe labobantu lokhu okuzakwenzakala kubo; babusisiwe abantu oNkulunkulu wabo ngu Thixo.
How happy the people that is in such a case! How happy the people that hath Yahweh for its God!
