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.”
TO THE OVERSEER. FOR JEDUTHUN. A PSALM OF DAVID. I have said, “I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep a curb for my mouth, While the wicked [is] before me.”
2 Asi pandakanga ndinyerere uye ndakadzikama, ndisingatauri kana chakanaka zvacho, kurwadziwa kwangu kwakawedzerwa.
I was mute [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
3 Mwoyo wangu wakapisa mukati mangu, uye pandakafungisisa, moto ukapisa; ipapo ndakataura norurimi rwangu ndikati:
My heart [is] hot within me, In my meditating the fire burns, I have spoken with my tongue.
4 “Ndiratidzei, imi Jehovha, magumo oupenyu hwangu nokuwanda kwamazuva angu; ndizivisei kupfuura kwoupenyu hwangu.
“Cause me to know, O YHWH, my end, And the measure of my days—what it [is],” I know how frail I [am].
5 Makaita mazuva angu soupamhi hwechanza changu; kuwanda kwamakore angu kwakaita sechinhu chisipo pamberi penyu. Upenyu hwomunhu mumwe nomumwe mweya bedzi.
Behold, You have made my days handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You, Only, every man set up [is] all vanity. (Selah)
6 Munhu anongori mumvuri zvaanofamba-famba hake: anofamba nomufaro mukuru, asi zvinongova pasina; anounganidza pfuma, asingazivi achazoitora.
Only, each habitually walks in an image, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heaps up and does not know who gathers them.
7 “Asi zvino, Ishe, ndakamirireiko? Tariro yangu iri mamuri.
And now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope—it [is] of You.
8 Ndiponesei pakudarika kwangu kwose; regai kundiita chiseko chamapenzi.
Deliver me from all my transgressions, Do not make me a reproach of the fool.
9 Ndakanga ndinyerere; handina kushamisa muromo wangu, nokuti ndimi makaita izvi.
I have been mute, I do not open my mouth, Because You have done [it].
10 Bvisai shamhu yenyu kwandiri; ndakundwa nokurova kworuoko rwenyu.
Turn aside Your stroke from off me, From the striving of Your hand I have been consumed.
11 Munorayira uye munoranga vanhu nokuda kwezvivi zvavo, munoparadza pfuma yavo sechipfukuto, munhu mumwe nomumwe mweya zvawo. Sera
With reproofs against iniquity, You have corrected man, And dissolve his desirableness as a moth, Only, every man [is] vanity. (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.
Hear my prayer, O YHWH, And give ear [to] my cry, Do not be silent to my tear, For I [am] a sojourner with You, A settler like all my fathers.
13 Ringirai kure neni, kuti ndimbofarazve ndisati ndabva uye ndisisipo.”
Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
