Zaburi 144
1 Atukuzwe Yahwe, mwamba wangu, anifundishaye mikono yangu vita na vidole vyangu kupigana.
“By David.” Blessed be the Lord my Rock, who exerciseth my hands for the battle, my fingers for the war:
2 Wewe ni uaminifu wa agano langu na ngome yangu, mnara wangu mrefu na uniokoaye, ngao yangu na yule ambaye katika yeye napata kimbilio, uyatiishaye mataifa chini yangu.
My kindness, and my strong-hold; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3 Ee Yahwe, mtu ni kitu gani hata umtazame au mwana wa mtu hata umfikirie?
Lord, what is man, that thou takest cognizance of him: the son of a mortal, that thou regardest him!
4 Mtu ni kama pumzi, siku zake ni kama uvuli upitao.
Man is like the breath: his days are like a passing shadow.
5 Ee Yahwe uziinamishe mbingu na ushuke chini, uiguse milima na uifanye kutoa moshi.
O Lord, bend thy heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
6 Utume umeme uwatawanye adui zangu; upige mishale yako na uwavuruge.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: send out thy arrows, and confound them.
7 Nyosha mkono wako toka juu; uniokoe kutoka katika maji mengi, na kutoka katika mkono wa wageni.
Stretch out thy hands from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of the children of the stranger.
8 vinywa vyao hunena uongo, na mkono wao wa kuume ni mkono wa uongo.
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.
9 Nitakuimbia wimbo mpya, Mungu; kwa kinanda cha nyuzi kumi nitakuimbia sifa wewe,
O God, a new song will I sing unto thee: upon the ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praises unto thee.
10 uwapaye wafalme wokovu, uliye muokoa Daudi mtumishi wako dhidi ya upanga wa uovu.
[Thou art he] that giveth victory unto kings: who riddeth David his servant from the evil-bringing sword.
11 Uniokoe na unitoe mkononi mwa wageni. Midomo yao huongea uongo, na mkono wao wa kuume ni mkono wa uongo.
Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of the children of the stranger, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.
12 Wana wetu na wawe kama mimea ikuayo kwa ukumbwa timilifu katika ujana wao na binti zetu kama nguzo za pembeni, zilizonakishiwa kwa kupamba jumba la kifahari.
So that our sons may be like plants, grown up in their youth: our daughters, like corner-pillars, sculptured in the model of a palace.
13 Ghala zetu na zijae akiba ya kila aina ya mazao, na kondoo wetu wazae elfu na makumi elfu mashambani mwetu.
May our garners be full, furnishing all manner of store: our sheep bringing forth thousands and ten thousands in our open pastures.
14 Kisha ng'ombe wetu watakuwa na nddama wengi. Hakuna atakayevunja kuta zetu; hakutakuwa na uhamisho wala kilio mitaani mwetu.
May our oxen be strong to labor: may there be no breach, nor migration, nor loud complaint in our streets.
15 Wamebarikiwa watu wenye baraka hizo; furaha ina watu ambao Mungu wao ni Yahwe.
Happy the people, that fare thus: happy the people, whose God is the Lord.
