To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways,
That I sin not with my tongue:
I will keep my mouth with a bridle,
While the wicked is before me.
Nalisema, Nitazitunza njia zangu Nisije nikakosa kwa ulimi wangu; Nitajitia lijamu kinywani, Maadamu mtu mbaya yupo mbele yangu.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;
And my sorrow was stirred.
Nalikuwa sisemi, nalinyamaa kimya, Sina faraja, maumivu yangu yakazidi.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned:
Then spake I with my tongue.
Moyo wangu ukawa moto ndani yangu, Na katika kuwaza kwangu moto ukawaka; Nalisema kwa ulimi wangu,
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is ;
That I may know how frail I am .
Bwana, unijulishe mwisho wangu, Na kiasi cha siku zangu ni kiasi gani; Nijue jinsi nilivyo dhaifu.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth;
And mine age is as nothing before thee: Verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
Tazama, umefanya siku zangu kuwa mashubiri; Maisha yangu ni kama si kitu mbele zako. Kila mwanadamu, ingawa amesitawi, ni ubatili.
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: Surely they are disquieted in vain:
He heapeth up riches , and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Binadamu huenda tu huko na huko kama kivuli; Hufanya ghasia tu kwa ajili ya ubatili; Huweka akiba wala hajui ni nani atakayeichukua.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in thee.
Na sasa ninangoja nini, Ee Bwana? Matumaini yangu ni kwako.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions:
Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Uniokoe na maasi yangu yote, Usinifanye laumu ya mpumbavu.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;
Because thou didst it .
Nimenyamaza, sitafumbua kinywa changu, Maana Wewe ndiwe uliyeyafanya.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me:
I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Uniondolee pigo lako; Kwa uadui wa mkono wako nimeangamia.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,
Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:
Surely every man is vanity. Selah.
Ukimrudi mtu kwa kumkemea kwa uovu wake, Watowesha uzuri wake kama nondo. Kila mwanadamu ni ubatili.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry;
Hold not thy peace at my tears:
For I am a stranger with thee,
And a sojourner, as all my fathers were .
Ee Bwana, usikie maombi yangu, Utege sikio lako niliapo, Usiyanyamalie machozi yangu. Kwa maana mimi ni mgeni wako, Msafiri kama baba zangu wote.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength,
Before I go hence, and be no more.
Uniachilie nikunjuke uso, Kabla sijaondoka nisiwepo tena.
