Mapisarema 30
1 Pisarema. Rwiyo rwokukumikidza temberi. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Ndichakukudzai imi Jehovha, nokuti makandisimudza kubva pakadzika, uye hamuna kutendera vavengi vangu kuti vafare pamusoro pangu.
For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.
2 Haiwa Jehovha Mwari wangu, ndakachemera rubatsiro kwamuri uye mukandiporesa.
O Lord my God, I cried to thee, and thou didst heal me.
O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from Hades, thou hast delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Imbirai Jehovha, imi vatsvene vake; rumbidzai zita rake dzvene.
Sing to the Lord, ye his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.
5 Nokuti kutsamwa kwake ndokwenguva duku, asi nyasha dzake ndedzoupenyu hwose; kuchema kungangovapo usiku. Asi mufaro unouya mangwanani.
For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favour: weeping shall tarry for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.
6 Pandakanzwa kugadzikana, ndakati, “Handingatongozungunuswi.”
And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 Haiwa Jehovha, pamakandinzwira tsitsi, makaita kuti gomo rangu rimire rakasimba; asi pamakavanza chiso chenyu, ini ndakavhunduka.
O Lord, in thy good pleasure thou didst add strength to my beauty: but thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled.
8 Ndakadana kwamuri, imi Jehovha; ndakachemera nyasha kuna Jehovha ndichiti,
To thee, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.
9 “Chiiko chinowanikwa pakuparadzwa kwangu, napakupinda kwangu mugomba? Ko, guruva richakurumbidzai here? Richaparidza kutendeka kwenyu here?
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to thee? or shall it declare thy truth?
10 Inzwai, imi Jehovha, mundinzwire ngoni; imi Jehovha, ivai mubatsiri wangu.”
The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.
11 Imi makashandura kuungudza kwangu kukava kutamba; makabvisa nguo dzangu dzamasaga mukandishongedza nomufaro,
Thou hast turned my mourning into joy for me: thou hast rent off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 kuti mwoyo wangu ukuimbirei ugorega kunyarara. Haiwa Jehovha Mwari wangu, ndichakuvongai nokusingaperi.
that my glory may sing praise to thee, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.
