Mapisarema 42
1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Rwiyo rweMasikiri rwaVanakomana vaKora. Senondo inodokwairira hova dzemvura, saizvozvo mweya wangu unodokwairirai, imi Mwari.
For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites. Like the hart which longs for brooks of water, I long for you, God.
2 Mweya wangu une nyota kuna Mwari, nyota yaMwari mupenyu. Ndingaenda riniko kundosangana naMwari?
I thirst for God, for my living God. When shall I enter in, and see the face of God?
3 Misodzi yangu yanga iri zvokudya zvangu masikati nousiku, asi zuva rose vanhu vanoti kwandiri, “Mwari wako aripiko?”
My tears have been my food by day and by night; for they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”
4 Ndinorangarira zvinhu izvi pandinodurura mweya wangu, mafambiro andaiita navazhinji ndichitungamirira mudungwe wavanhu kuimba yaMwari, nokupembera nomufaro uye nokuvonga pakati pavazhinji pamutambo.
My heart floods with sorrow, as I call to mind: how I used to pass on with the throng, at their head, to the house of God, with glad shouts and giving of thanks, in the throng who kept festival.
5 Wakasuwireiko, nhai mweya wangu? Unotambudzwa neiko mukati mangu? Isa tariro yako muna Mwari, nokuti ndichamurumbidzazve, Muponesi wangu naMwari wangu.
Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.
6 Mweya wangu wakaneta mukati mangu; naizvozvo ndichakurangarirai ndiri kunyika yeJorodhani, pamatunhu akakwirira eHeremoni, kubva paGomo reMizari.
I am sunk in my misery; I will therefore call you to mind from the land of Jordan and Hermon, the mountain Mizar.
7 Pakadzika panodana pakadzika mukutinhira kwamapopopo emvura; mafungu enyu ose namafashamu akapfuura napamusoro pangu.
Flood is calling to flood at the noise of your cataracts; all your waves and your breakers have passed over me.
8 Masikati, Jehovha anorayira rudo rwake, pausiku rwiyo rwake runeni, munyengetero kuna Mwari woupenyu hwangu.
In the day I cry to the Lord to summon his kindness; and the song that I sing in the night is a prayer to the living God.
9 Ndinoti kuna Mwari Dombo rangu, “Mandikanganwireiko? Ndinofambireiko ndichichema ndakadzvinyirirwa nomuvengi?”
I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?”
10 Mapfupa angu atambura nokurwadza kworufu, sezvo vavengi vangu vachindizvidza zuva rose vachiti kwandiri, “Mwari wako aripiko?”
It pierces me to the heart to hear the enemy’s taunts, as all the day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”
11 Wakasuwireiko, nhai mweya wangu? Unotambudzwa neiko mukati mangu? Isa tariro yako muna Mwari, nokuti ndichamurumbidzazve. Muponesi wangu naMwari wangu.
Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.
