Mapisarema 141
1 Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Haiwa Jehovha, ndinodana kwamuri; kurumidzai kuuya kwandiri. Inzwai inzwi rangu pandinodana kwamuri.
A PSALM OF DAVID. O YHWH, I have called You, hurry to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to You.
2 Munyengetero wangu ngauiswe pamberi penyu sezvinonhuhwira; kusimudzwa kwamaoko angu ngakuite sechibayiro chamadekwana.
My prayer is prepared—incense before You, The lifting up of my hands—the evening present.
3 Isai murindi pamuromo wangu, imi Jehovha; chengetai mukova wemiromo yangu.
Set, O YHWH, a watch for my mouth, Watch over the door of my lips.
4 Mwoyo wangu ngaurege kukweverwa kune zvakaipa, kuti ndiitewo mabasa akaipa navanhu vanoita zvakaipa; ngandirege kudya zvinozipa zvavo.
Do not incline my heart to an evil thing, To habitually do actions in wickedness, Working iniquity with men, Indeed, I do not eat of their pleasant things.
5 Akarurama ngaandirove, ndidzo tsitsi; ngaanditsiure, ndiwo mafuta pamusoro wangu. Musoro wangu hauzorambi izvozvo. Asi munyengetero wangu unorwisa mabasa avaiti vezvakaipa nguva dzose.
The righteous beat me [in] kindness. And reprove me, My head does not disallow oil of the head, For my prayer [is] still about their distress.
6 Vatongi vavo vachakandwa kumawere, uye vakaipa vachadzidza kuti mashoko angu akanga akanaka kwazvo.
Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.
7 Ivo vachati, “Sezvinoita anorima achiparura pasi, saizvozvo mapfupa edu akaparadzirwa pamuromo weguva.” (Sheol h7585)
As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul. (Sheol h7585)
8 Asi meso angu anotarira kwamuri, imi Ishe Jehovha; ndinotizira kwamuri, regai kundiisa kurufu.
But to You, O YHWH, my Lord, [are] my eyes, In You I have trusted, Do not make my soul bare.
9 Ndichengetei pamisungo yavakanditeya nayo, napaugombe hwakadzikwa navaiti vezvakaipa.
Keep me from the trap they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
10 Vakaipa ngavawire mumimbure yavo, ini ndichipfuura napo norugare.
The wicked fall in their dragnets together, until I pass over!
