Mapisarema 22
1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Namaimbirwo e“Nondo yamangwanani.” Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Mwari wangu, Mwari wangu, mandisiyireiko? Sei muri kure zvakadai nokundiponesa, kure zvakadai namashoko okugomera kwangu?
To the Chief Musician. On "the Hind of the Dawn." A Melody of David. My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?
2 Haiwa Mwari wangu, ndinodanidzira masikati, asi hamundipinduri, nousiku, uye handinyarari.
My God! I keep crying—By day, and thou dost not answer, and, By night, and there is no rest for me.
3 Asi imi makagadzwa saIye Mutsvene; ndimi rumbidzo yaIsraeri.
But, thou, art holy, Who inhabitest the praises of Israel.
4 Madzibaba edu akavimba nemi; vakavimba, uye mukavarwira.
In thee, trusted our fathers, They trusted, and thou didst deliver them;
5 Vakachema kwamuri, vakaponeswa; vakavimba nemi uye havana kunyadziswa.
Unto thee, made they outcry, and escaped, In thee, they trusted, and had not turned pale.
6 Asi ini ndiri honye kwete munhu, ndinozvidzwa navanhu uye ndinoshorwa namarudzi.
But, I, am a worm and no one, a reproach of men, and despised of a people;
7 Vose vanondiona vanondiseka; vanoshamisa miromo yavo vachindituka, vachidzungudza misoro yavo vachiti,
All that see me, laugh at me, —They open wide the mouth, They shake the head: —
8 “Anovimba naJehovha; Jehovha ngaamununure. Ngaamuponese, sezvo achimufarira.”
He should trust in Yahweh—let him deliver him, —Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.
9 Asi ndimi makandibudisa mudumbu; mukaita kuti ndivimbe nemi ndichiri pachipfuva chamai vangu.
For, thou, art he that severed me from the womb, he that caused me to trust, upon the breasts of my mother;
10 Kubva pakuzvarwa kwangu, ndakaiswa kwamuri; kubva mudumbu ramai vangu, makanga muchingova Mwari wangu.
Upon thee, was I cast from the time I was born, From the womb of my mother, my GOD, hast thou been.
11 Regai kuva kure neni, nokuti dambudziko riri pedyo uye hakuna angabatsira.
Be not far from me, for, distress, is near, For there is none to help.
12 Hando zhinji dzakandikomba; hando dzine simba dzeBhashani dzakandipoteredza.
Many bulls have surrounded me, Strong oxen of Bashan, have enclosed me;
13 Shumba dzinoomba dzichibvambura nyama, dzinondishamira miromo yadzo.
They have opened wide against me their mouth, A lion rending and roaring.
14 Ndadururwa semvura, uye mapfupa angu ose abva asvodogoka. Mwoyo wangu washanduka ukava namo; wanyungudika mukati mangu.
Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, —My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;
15 Simba rangu raoma sechaenga, uye rurimi rwangu runonamatira kumusoro kwomuromo wangu; munondiradzika muguruva rorufu.
Dried as a potsherd, is my strength, And, my tongue, is made to cleave to my gums, And, in the dust of death, wilt thou lay me.
16 Imbwa dzakandikomba; boka ravanhu vakaipa rakandipoteredza, vakabvoora maoko angu netsoka dzangu.
For dogs have surrounded me, —An assembly of evil doers, have encircled me, They have pierced my hands and my feet,
17 Ndinokwanisa kuverenga mapfupa angu ose; vanhu vanondinanʼanidza uye vanofarira kutambudzika kwangu.
I may tell all my bones, They, look for—they behold me!
18 Vanogovana nguo dzangu pakati pavo uye vanokanda mijenya nokuda kwenguo yangu.
They part my garments among them, and, for my vestment, they cast lots.
19 Asi imi, Jehovha, regai kuva kure neni; imi simba rangu, kurumidzai kundibatsira.
But, thou, O Yahweh, be not far off, O my help! to aid me, make haste;
20 Rwirai upenyu hwangu pamunondo, ihwo upenyu hwangu hunokosha, kubva pasimba rembwa.
Rescue, from the sword, my life, from the power of the dog, my solitary self:
21 Ndinunurei pamuromo weshumba; ndiponesei panyanga dzenyati.
Save me from the mouth of the lion, —Yea, from the horns of wild beasts, hast thou delivered me.
22 Ndichaparidza zita renyu kuhama dzangu; ndichakurumbidzai paungano.
I will declare thy Name unto my brethren, —In the midst of the convocation, will I praise thee.
23 Imi munotya Jehovha, murumbidzei! Imi mose zvizvarwa zvaJakobho, mukudzei! Mutyei, imi mose zvizvarwa zvaIsraeri!
Ye that revere Yahweh, praise him, All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him, And, stand in awe of him, all ye seed of Israel.
24 Nokuti haana kuzvidza kana kusema chibayiro chaiye akatambudzwa; haana kumuvanzira chiso chake, asi akanzwa kuchemera kwake rubatsiro.
For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.
25 Kwamuri ndiko kunobva dingindira rerumbidzo yangu paungano huru; ndichazadzisa mhiko dzangu pamberi pavanokutyai.
Of thee, is my praise in the great convocation, My vows, will I pay, before them who revere him.
26 Varombo vachadya uye vagoguta; vanotsvaka Jehovha vachamurumbidza, mwoyo yenyu ngairarame nokusingaperi!
The patient wronged-ones shall eat and be satisfied, They shall praise Yahweh, who are seekers of him, Let your heart live for aye.
27 Migumo yose yenyika icharangarira igodzokera kuna Jehovha, uye mhuri dzendudzi dzose dzichapfugama pamberi pake,
All the ends of the earth, will remember and turn to Yahweh, Yea all the families of the nations, will bow themselves down before thee,
28 nokuti ushe ndohwaJehovha uye anotonga pamusoro pendudzi.
For, to Yahweh, belongeth the kingdom, And One to Rule over the nations.
29 Vapfumi vose venyika vachadya uye vachamunamata; vose vanoburukira muguruva vachapfugama pamberi pake, navose vasingagoni kuzviraramisa.
All the great ones of the earth, shall eat and bow down, Before him shall kneel, all that go down to the dust, Even he who had not kept alive, his own soul!
30 Vana vake vachamushumira; zvizvarwa zvinotevera zvichaudzwa nezvaIshe.
My seed, shall serve him, It shall be recounted, of the Lord, to a generation that shall come:
31 Vachaparidza kururama kwake kuvanhu vasati vaberekwa, nokuti akazviita.
That his righteousness may be declared to a people to be born, That he wrought with effect!
