< Psalms 52 >

1 For the Chief Musician. Maschil of David; when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said unto him, David is come to the house of Ahimelech. Why boastest thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? The lovingkindness of God [endureth] continually.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee njamba ĩno ĩrĩ hinya, ũreegana nĩ ũndũ wa maũndũ mooru nĩkĩ? Ũtindaga wĩrahĩte mũthenya wothe nĩkĩ, o wee ũtuĩkĩte gĩconoko maitho-nĩ ma Ngai?
2 Thy tongue deviseth very wickedness, Like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.
Rũrĩmĩ rwaku rũthugundaga mwanangĩko; rũhaana ta rwenji rũnoore, o wee wĩkaga maũndũ ma maheeni.
3 Thou lovest evil more than good, And lying rather than to speak righteousness. (Selah)
Wendete maũndũ mooru gũkĩra marĩa mega, ũkenda maheeni gũkĩra kwaria ma.
4 Thou lovest all devouring words, O thou deceitful tongue.
Wendete ciugo o ciothe ithũkagia andũ, wee rũrĩmĩ rũrũ rwa maheeni!
5 God will likewise destroy thee for ever; He will take thee up, and pluck thee out of thy tent, And root thee out of the land of the living. (Selah)
Ti-itherũ Mũrungu nĩagakwananga nginya tene na tene: Agakũnyiita, akũhurie na akũrute hema-inĩ yaku; agakũmunya akweherie bũrũri wa arĩa marĩ muoyo.
6 The righteous also shall see [it], and fear, And shall laugh at him, [saying],
Andũ arĩa athingu nĩmakona ũguo metigĩre; nao magathekerera mũndũ ũcio, moige atĩrĩ,
7 Lo, this is the man that made not God his strength, But trusted in the abundance of his riches, And strengthened himself in his wickedness.
“Ũyũ nĩwe mũndũ ũrĩa wagire gũtua Ngai kĩĩhitho gĩake kĩa hinya, no eehokire ũtonga wake mũingĩ, na akĩgĩa hinya nĩ ũndũ wa kũniina andũ arĩa angĩ!”
8 But as for me, I am like a green olive-tree in the house of God: I trust in the lovingkindness of God for ever and ever.
No rĩrĩ, niĩ ndariĩ ta mũtĩ wa mũtamaiyũ, ũrĩa ũrakũra wega ũrĩ thĩinĩ wa nyũmba ya Ngai; ndĩhokete wendo wa Ngai ũrĩa ũtathiraga nginya tene na tene.
9 I will give thee thanks for ever, because thou hast done it; And I will hope in thy name, for it is good, in the presence of thy saints.
Ngũtũũra ngũgoocaga nginya tene nĩ ũndũ wa ũrĩa wĩkĩte; ndĩrĩĩhokaga rĩĩtwa rĩaku, nĩgũkorwo rĩĩtwa rĩaku nĩ rĩega. Ndĩrĩkũgoocaga ndĩ mbere ya andũ aku arĩa aamũre.

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