Mapisarema 39

1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Kuna Jedhutuni. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Ndakati, “Ndichangwarira nzira dzangu nokuchengeta rurimi rwangu pachivi; ndichaisa matomu pamuromo wangu kana vakaipa vari pamberi pangu.”

For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of David. I told myself, “I will be careful in what I do, and not sin in what I say. I will keep my mouth shut when the wicked are around.”

2 Asi pandakanga ndinyerere uye ndakadzikama, ndisingatauri kana chakanaka zvacho, kurwadziwa kwangu kwakawedzerwa.

So I was completely silent—I didn't even say anything good. But the pain inside only got worse.

3 Mwoyo wangu wakapisa mukati mangu, uye pandakafungisisa, moto ukapisa; ipapo ndakataura norurimi rwangu ndikati:

My mind burned as if on fire; I had to say what I was thinking:

4 “Ndiratidzei, imi Jehovha, magumo oupenyu hwangu nokuwanda kwamazuva angu; ndizivisei kupfuura kwoupenyu hwangu.

Lord, remind me. How short is my life? How long do I have? Remind me how quickly my life will pass.

5 Makaita mazuva angu soupamhi hwechanza changu; kuwanda kwamakore angu kwakaita sechinhu chisipo pamberi penyu. Upenyu hwomunhu mumwe nomumwe mweya bedzi.

Just look at the tiny amount of days you have given me! In your eyes my whole lifetime is like nothing. Our lives here are just a breath… (Selah)

6 Munhu anongori mumvuri zvaanofamba-famba hake: anofamba nomufaro mukuru, asi zvinongova pasina; anounganidza pfuma, asingazivi achazoitora.

Human beings are just shadows walking around. They pointlessly rush through life, trying to pile up possessions without knowing who will get them.

7 “Asi zvino, Ishe, ndakamirireiko? Tariro yangu iri mamuri.

So Lord, what am I looking for? I put my hope in you.

8 Ndiponesei pakudarika kwangu kwose; regai kundiita chiseko chamapenzi.

Save me from my rebellion. Don't let me be mocked by fools.

9 Ndakanga ndinyerere; handina kushamisa muromo wangu, nokuti ndimi makaita izvi.

I will stay quiet, I won't say a word, for it's you who has done this to me.

10 Bvisai shamhu yenyu kwandiri; ndakundwa nokurova kworuoko rwenyu.

Please stop hitting me! Your beating has worn me out!

11 Munorayira uye munoranga vanhu nokuda kwezvivi zvavo, munoparadza pfuma yavo sechipfukuto, munhu mumwe nomumwe mweya zvawo. Sera

When you discipline us, reprimanding us for our sins, it's like a moth eating up what is precious to us. All of us are just a breath… (Selah)

12 “Inzwai munyengetero wangu, imi Jehovha, rerekerai nzeve yenyu pandinochemera rubatsiro; regai kuva matsi pakuchema kwangu. Nokuti ndigere nemi somutorwa, somweni, sezvakanga zvakaita madzibaba angu ose.

Please hear my prayer, Lord! Listen to my cry for help! Don't be deaf to my weeping. Please treat me as your guest, passing through, just like my forefathers.

13 Ringirai kure neni, kuti ndimbofarazve ndisati ndabva uye ndisisipo.”

Please leave me alone so I can be cheerful again, before I am dead and gone.