< Psalms 57 >

1 To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, njiguĩra tha, ũnjiguĩre tha, nĩgũkorwo nĩ harĩwe njũragĩra. Niĩ ngũũrĩra kĩĩruru-inĩ kĩa mathagu maku, o nginya mwanangĩko ũhĩtũke.
2 I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
Ngũkaĩra Ngai-Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno, o kũrĩ Mũrungu, ũrĩa ũũhingagĩria maũndũ.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
Atũmaga ũteithio kuuma igũrũ akaahonokia, akarũithia arĩa maahanyũkagia mũno; Ngai agakĩndũmĩra wendani na wĩhokeku wake.
4 My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Niĩ ndĩ gatagatĩ-inĩ ka mĩrũũthi; ngomete gatagatĩ ka nyamũ ndĩĩani, na nĩo andũ arĩa magego mao mahaana ta matimũ na mĩguĩ, o acio nĩmĩ ciao ihaana ta hiũ cia njora njũgĩ.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Wee Ngai, tũũgĩra, ũtũũgĩrio igũrũ rĩa igũrũ; riiri waku nĩũgĩe igũrũ rĩa thĩ yothe.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
Thũ ciakwa nĩciambĩire magũrũ makwa mũtego wa wabu, na niĩ ngĩĩthikĩra nĩ kũnyamarĩka. Cienjete irima njĩra-inĩ yakwa, no nĩcio igũĩte thĩinĩ warĩo.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
Wee Ngai, ngoro yakwa nĩĩkindĩirie, ngoro yakwa no ĩkindĩirie; nĩkũina ngũina, ngũgooce na rwĩmbo.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
Wee muoyo wakwa arahũka! Arahũka wee kĩnanda kĩa mũgeeto, o nawe kĩnanda gĩa kĩnũbi! Ngwarahũka ruoro rũgĩtema.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
Wee Mwathani, nĩngũkũgooca, gatagatĩ-inĩ ka ndũrĩrĩ; nĩngũkũinĩra ngũgooce ndĩ gatagatĩ-inĩ ka andũ.
10 For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
Nĩgũkorwo wendo waku nĩ mũnene, ũgagĩkinya o igũrũ; wĩhokeku waku ũkinyĩte o matu-inĩ.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Wee Ngai, tũũgĩra, ũtũũgĩrio igũrũ rĩa igũrũ; riiri waku nĩũgĩe igũrũ rĩa thĩ yothe.

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