Zaburi 144
1 Zaburi ya Daudi. Sifa ni kwa Bwana Mwamba wangu, aifundishaye mikono yangu vita, na vidole vyangu kupigana.
By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2 Yeye ni Mungu wangu wa upendo na boma langu, ngome yangu na mwokozi wangu, ngao yangu ninayemkimbilia, ambaye huwatiisha mataifa chini yangu.
My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
3 Ee Bwana, mwanadamu ni nini hata umjali, Binadamu ni nini hata umfikirie?
Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
4 Mwanadamu ni kama pumzi, siku zake ni kama kivuli kinachopita.
Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
5 Ee Bwana, pasua mbingu zako, ushuke, gusa milima ili itoe moshi.
Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
6 Peleka umeme uwatawanye adui, lenga mishale yako uwashinde.
Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
7 Nyoosha mkono wako kutoka juu, nikomboe na kuniokoa kutoka maji makuu, kutoka mikononi mwa wageni
Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
8 ambao vinywa vyao vimejaa uongo, na mikono yao ya kuume ni midanganyifu.
Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
9 Ee Mungu, nitakuimbia wimbo mpya, kwa zeze yenye nyuzi kumi nitakuimbia,
O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.
10 kwa Yule awapaye wafalme ushindi, ambaye humwokoa Daudi, mtumishi wake kutokana na upanga hatari.
Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.
11 Nikomboe na uniokoe kutoka mikononi mwa wageni ambao vinywa vyao vimejaa uongo, na mikono yao ya kuume ni midanganyifu.
Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
12 Kisha wana wetu wakati wa ujana wao watakuwa kama mimea iliyotunzwa vizuri, binti zetu watakuwa kama nguzo zilizoviringwa kurembesha jumba la kifalme.
Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished — the likeness of a palace,
13 Ghala zetu zitajazwa aina zote za mahitaji. Kondoo zetu watazaa kwa maelfu, kwa makumi ya maelfu katika mashamba yetu;
Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
14 maksai wetu watakokota mizigo mizito. Hakutakuwa na kubomoka kuta, hakuna kuchukuliwa mateka, wala kilio cha taabu katika barabara zetu.
Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
15 Heri watu ambao hili ni kweli; heri wale ambao Bwana ni Mungu wao.
O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!
