Psalms 36
1 [For the Chief Musician. By David, the servant of the LORD.] Transgression speaks to the wicked within his heart. There is no fear of God before his eyes.
Fún adarí orin. Ti Dafidi ìránṣẹ́ Olúwa. Ìré-òfin-kọjá ènìyàn búburú jẹ́ kí n mọ̀ nínú ọkàn mi pé, ìbẹ̀rù Ọlọ́run kò sí níwájú wọn.
2 For he flatters himself in his own eyes, too much to detect and hate his sin.
Nítorí pé wọ́n pọ́n ara wọn ní ojú ara wọn títí tí a kò fi le rí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ wọn láti kórìíra.
3 The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit. He has ceased to be wise and to do good.
Ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu wọn ni ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ òhun ẹ̀tàn; wọ́n ti fi ọgbọ́n àti ṣíṣe rere sílẹ̀.
4 He plots iniquity on his bed. He sets himself in a way that is not good. He doesn't abhor evil.
Wọ́n gbìmọ̀ ìwà ìkà nígbà tí wọ́n wà lórí ibùsùn wọn: wọ́n gba ọ̀nà tí kò dára wọn kò sì kọ ọ̀nà ibi sílẹ̀.
5 Your loving kindness, LORD, is in the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
Ìdúró ṣinṣin ìfẹ́ rẹ, ìwọ Olúwa, ó ga dé ọ̀run, òtítọ́ ọ̀ rẹ ga dé àwọsánmọ̀.
6 Your righteousness is like the mountains of God. Your judgments are like a great deep. LORD, you preserve man and animal.
Òdodo rẹ dàbí àwọn òkè Ọlọ́run, àwọn ìdájọ́ rẹ dàbí ibú ńlá; ìwọ gba ẹranko àti ènìyàn là, Olúwa.
7 How precious is your loving kindness, God. The descendants of Adam take refuge under the shadow of your wings.
Báwo ni ìṣeun ìdúró ṣinṣin ìfẹ́ rẹ ti tó! Ọlọ́run! Kí gbogbo ọmọ ènìyàn le sá sí abẹ́ òjìji ìyẹ́ rẹ.
8 They shall be abundantly satisfied with the abundance of your house. You will make them drink of the river of your pleasures.
Àsè ilé rẹ yóò tẹ́ wọn lọ́rùn gidigidi; ìwọ yóò sì mú wọn mu nínú odò inú dídùn rẹ.
9 For with you is the spring of life. In your light shall we see light.
Nítorí pé pẹ̀lú rẹ ni orísun ìyè wà: nínú ìmọ́lẹ̀ rẹ ni àwa yóò rí ìmọ́lẹ̀.
10 Oh continue your loving kindness to those who know you, your righteousness to the upright in heart.
Mú ìṣeun ìfẹ́ ẹ̀ rẹ sí àwọn tí ó mọ̀ ọ́n àti ìgbàlà rẹ sí àwọn tí ó ní ìdúró ṣinṣin ọkàn!
11 Do not let the foot of pride come against me. Do not let the hand of the wicked drive me away.
Má ṣe jẹ́ kí ẹsẹ̀ agbéraga kí ó wá sí orí mi, kí o má sì jẹ́ kí ọwọ́ àwọn ènìyàn búburú sí mi ní ipò.
12 There evildoers are fallen. They are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise.
Níbẹ̀ ni àwọn oníṣẹ́ ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ gbé ṣubú sí: a rẹ̀ wọ́n sílẹ̀, wọn kì yóò le è dìde!
