Psalms 41

1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him.

Thaburi ya Daudi Kũrathimwo-rĩ, nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũrũmbũyagia andũ arĩa matarĩ hinya; ũcio-rĩ, Jehova nĩamũhatũraga hĩndĩ ya mathĩĩna.

2 Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.

Jehova nĩarĩmũgitagĩra na amũtũũragie muoyo; nĩarĩmũrathimaga bũrũri-inĩ, na ndakamũrekereria kũrĩ merirĩria ma thũ ciake.

3 Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.

Jehova nĩarĩmũmenyagĩrĩra arĩ ũrĩrĩ-inĩ arĩ mũrũaru, na acooke amũhonie arĩ o hau ũrĩrĩ-inĩ wake.

4 I — I said, 'O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,'

Ndoigire atĩrĩ, “Wee Jehova, njiguĩra tha; honia, nĩgũkorwo Wee nĩwe njĩhĩirie.”

5 Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth — his name hath perished!

Thũ ciakwa ciaragia ũhoro wakwa na rũmena ikooria atĩrĩ, “Agakua rĩ, rĩĩtwa rĩake rĩthire?”

6 And if he came to see — vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out — at the street he speaketh.

Rĩrĩa rĩothe mũndũ ooka kũnyona, aaheaga ũhoro wa maheeni, o rĩrĩa ngoro yake ĩrahũnga ndeto cia kũnjambia; agacooka agathiĩ gũcimemeerekia kũndũ guothe.

7 All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:

Thũ ciakwa ciothe iheehanagĩra nĩguo iinjũkĩrĩre; injiiragĩrĩra maũndũ mooru mũno, ikoiga atĩrĩ,

8 A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.

“Mũrimũ mũũru nĩũmũnyiitĩte; ndarĩ hĩndĩ agokĩra hau akomete.”

9 Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me,

O na mũrata wakwa wa hakuhĩ, ũrĩa ndĩrehokete, o ũrĩa tũrĩĩanagĩra irio nake nĩangarũrũkĩte.

10 And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them.

No rĩrĩ, Wee Jehova, njiguĩra tha; njarahũra, nĩguo ndĩĩrĩhĩrie harĩo.

11 By this I have known, That Thou hast delighted in me, Because my enemy shouteth not over me.

Nĩnjũũĩ atĩ nĩũkenetio nĩ niĩ, nĩgũkorwo thũ yakwa ndĩndooretie.

12 As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age.

We nĩũũnyiitĩrĩire nĩ ũndũ wa wagĩrĩru wakwa, na ũkanjiga harĩwe nginya tene.

13 Blessed [is] Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age — and unto the age. Amen and Amen.

Jehova, o we Ngai wa Isiraeli, arogoocwo, kuuma tene wa tene nginya tene na tene. Ameni, na ningĩ Ameni.