Mapisarema 65
1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Rwiyo. Kurumbidzwa kwakakumirirai, imi Mwari, muZioni; kwamuri mhiko dzedu dzichazadziswa.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David—a song. Thine, are silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, —And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.
2 Haiwa, imi munonzwa munyengetero, vanhu vose vachauya kwamuri.
Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
3 Patakanga takafukidzwa nezvivi, makakanganwira kudarika kwedu.
Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
4 Vakaropafadzwa avo vamunosarudza navamunoswededza pedyo kuti vagare pavanze dzenyu! Takagutswa nezvinhu zvakanaka zveimba yenyu, zvetemberi yenyu tsvene.
How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall abide in thy courts, —We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
5 Munotipindura namabasa okururama anotyisa, imi Mwari Muponesi wedu, tariro yemigumo yepasi pose namakungwa ari kure kure,
By things reverend in righteousness, wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the sea far away;
6 iyemi makaumba makomo nesimba renyu, makazvishongedza nesimba,
Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
7 iyemi makanyaradza kutinhira kwamakungwa, iko kutinhira kwamafungu aro, nokupopota kwendudzi.
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
8 Vanogara kure kure vanotya zvishamiso zvenyu; uko kunobuda mambakwedza uye madekwana achipera, munodanidzira nziyo dzomufaro.
Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.
9 Mune hanya nenyika uye munoidiridza; munoipfumisa kwazvo. Hova dzaMwari dzizere nemvura kuti dzivigire vanhu zviyo, nokuti saizvozvo ndimi makazvirayira.
Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it—The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:
10 Munozadza mihoronga yacho nemvura, uye munoenzanisa mihomba yacho; munoinyorovesa nemvura inopfunha munoropafadza zvibereko zvayo.
The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
11 Munoshongedza gore nekorona yezvakawanda zvenyu, uye ngoro dzenyu dzinopfachukira nezvakawanda.
Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
12 Uswa hwomurenje hwopfachukira; zvikomo zvakafukidzwa nomufaro.
Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
13 Mafuro azara namapoka emakwai, uye mipata yafukidzwa nezviyo; zvinodanidzira nomufaro uye zvinoimba.
Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
