Psalms 39
1 For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David. I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.”
Kwa mwimbishaji. Mtindo wa Yeduthuni. Zaburi ya Daudi. Nilisema, “Nitaziangalia njia zangu na kuuzuia ulimi wangu usije ukatenda dhambi; nitaweka lijamu kinywani mwangu wakati wote waovu wanapokuwa karibu nami.”
2 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
Lakini niliponyamaza kimya na kutulia, hata pasipo kusema lolote jema, uchungu wangu uliongezeka.
3 My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burnt. I spoke with my tongue:
Moyo wangu ulipata moto ndani yangu, nilipotafakari, moto uliwaka, ndipo nikasema kwa ulimi wangu:
4 “LORD, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
“Ee Bwana, nijulishe mwisho wa maisha yangu na hesabu ya siku zangu; nijalie kujua jinsi maisha yangu yanavyopita upesi.
5 Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” (Selah)
Umefanya maisha yangu mafupi kama pumzi; muda wangu wa kuishi ni kama hauna thamani kwako. Maisha ya kila mwanadamu ni kama pumzi.
6 “Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.
Hakika kila binadamu ni kama njozi aendapo huku na huko: hujishughulisha na mengi lakini ni ubatili; anakusanya mali nyingi, wala hajui ni nani atakayeifaidi.
7 Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.
“Lakini sasa Bwana, nitafute nini? Tumaini langu ni kwako.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.
Niokoe kutoka kwenye makosa yangu yote, usinifanye kuwa dhihaka ya wapumbavu.
9 I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it.
Nilinyamaza kimya, sikufumbua kinywa changu, kwa sababu wewe ndiwe uliyetenda hili.
10 Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
Niondolee mjeledi wako, nimeshindwa kwa mapigo ya mkono wako.
11 When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, you consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” (Selah)
Unakemea na kuadhibu wanadamu kwa ajili ya dhambi zao; unaharibu utajiri wao kama nondo aharibuvyo: kila mwanadamu ni kama pumzi tu.
12 “Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
“Ee Bwana, usikie maombi yangu, usikie kilio changu unisaidie, usiwe kiziwi kwa kulia kwangu. Kwani mimi ninaishi na wewe kama mgeni, kama walivyokuwa baba zangu wote,
13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away and exist no more.”
Tazama mbali nami, ili niweze kufurahi tena kabla sijaondoka na nisiwepo tena.”
