Mapisarema 108

1 Rwiyo. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Mwoyo wangu wakasimba, Mwari imi; ndichaimba uye ndichaimba zvakanaka nomwoyo wangu wose.

A canticle of a psalm for David himself. My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.

2 Muka iwe mutengeranwa nembira! Ndichamutsa mambakwedza.

Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.

3 Haiwa Jehovha ndichakurumbidzai pakati pendudzi; ndichaimba nezvenyu pakati pamarudzi. Kutendeka kwenyu kunosvika kumatenga.

I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.

4 Nokuti rudo rwenyu rukuru, kupfuura kudenga denga;

For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.

5 Kudzwai, imi Mwari, kumusoro kwokudenga, uye kurumbidzwa kwenyu ngakuve pamusoro penyika yose.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:

6 Tiponesei uye mutibatsire noruoko rwenyu rworudyi, kuti vamunoda varwirwe.

That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.

7 Mwari akataura ari panzvimbo yake tsvene achiti, “Pakukunda kwangu ndichaganhura Shekemu, uye ndigoyera Mupata weSukoti.

God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

8 Gireadhi ndeyangu, Manase ndowangu; Efuremu inguwani yangu, Judha itsvimbo yangu.

Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:

9 Moabhu ndiwo mudziyo wangu wokugezera, pamusoro paEdhomu ndichapotsera shangu dzangu; pamusoro paFiristia ndichapembera mukukunda.”

Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.

10 Ndianiko achandiuyisa muguta rakakomberedzwa namasvingo? Ndianiko achanditungamirira kuEdhomu?

Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

11 Ko, hamusimi here, imi Mwari, iyemi makatiramba uye mukasazobudazve kuenda nehondo dzedu?

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?

12 Tibatsirei pamuvengi wedu, nokuti rubatsiro rwomunhu haruna maturo.

O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.

13 Tichapiwa kukunda naMwari, uye achatsika-tsika vavengi vedu.

Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.