Mapisarema 144
1 Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Jehovha Dombo rangu ngaarumbidzwe, iye anodzidzisa maoko angu kurwa.
BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, Who is teaching My hands for war, My fingers for battle.
2 Ndiye Mwari anondida uye nhare yangu, shongwe yangu nomudzikinuri wangu, nenhoo yangu uye ndinovanda maari, iye anoisa marudzi pasi pangu.
My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
3 Haiwa Jehovha, munhu chiiko zvamune hanya naye? Kana mwanakomana womunhu zvamunomufunga?
YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him?
4 Munhu akafanana nomweya wokufema; mazuva ake akaita somumvuri unopfuura.
Man has been like a breath, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
5 Zarurai matenga enyu, imi Jehovha, uye muburuke; batai makomo, kuti apfungaire utsi.
YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
6 Tumirai mheni mugoparadzira vavengi; pfurai miseve yenyu mugovapedza.
Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them,
7 Tambanudzai ruoko rwenyu kubva kumusoro; ndirwirei uye mundinunure kubva pamvura zhinji ine simba, kubva mumaoko avatorwa
Send forth Your hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
8 vane miromo izere nenhema, maoko avo orudyi anonyengera.
Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
9 Haiwa Mwari, ndichakuimbirai rwiyo rutsva; ndichakuimbirai nziyo dzokurumbidza nomutengeranwa une hungiso gumi,
O God, I sing to You a new song, I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings.
10 iye anopa kukunda kumadzimambo, anorwira muranda wake Dhavhidhi kubva pamunondo unouraya.
Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil.
11 Ndirwirei uye mundinunure kubva pamaoko avatorwa, vane miromo izere nenhema, vane maoko orudyi anonyengera.
Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
12 Ipapo vanakomana vedu pauduku hwavo vachava semiti yakakura zvakanaka, uye vanasikana vedu vachava sembiru dzakavezwa kuti dzishongedze muzinda wamambo.
Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished—the likeness of a palace,
13 Matura edu achazadzwa nemhando dzose dzezviyo. Makwai edu achawanda nezviuru, nezviuru gumi mumafuro edu;
Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
14 nzombe dzedu dzichatakura mitoro inorema. Hapachazova nokuputswa kwamasvingo, hapachazova nokuenda kuutapwa, hapachazova nokuchema nenhamo, munzira dzedu dzomumisha.
Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
15 Vakaropafadzwa vanhu avo vachaitirwa saizvozvi; vakaropafadzwa vanhu avo vana Jehovha Mwari wavo.
O the blessedness of the people that is thus, O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!
