To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves.
1 My heart is inditing a good matter:
I speak of the things which I have made touching the king:
My tongue is
The pen of a ready writer.
Moyo wangu umefurika kwa neno jema, Mimi nasema niliyomfanyizia mfalme; Ulimi wangu ni kalamu ya mwandishi mstadi.
2 Thou art fairer than the children of men:
Grace is poured into thy lips: Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
Wewe u mzuri sana kuliko wanadamu; Neema imemiminiwa midomoni mwako, Kwa hiyo Mungu amekubariki hata milele.
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty,
With thy glory and thy majesty.
Jifungie upanga wako pajani, wewe uliye hodari, Utukufu ni wako na fahari ni yako.
4 And in thy majesty ride prosperously
Because of truth and meekness and righteousness; And thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
Katika fahari yako usitawi uendelee Kwa ajili ya kweli na upole na haki Na mkono wako wa kuume Utakufundisha mambo ya kutisha.
5 Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies;
Whereby the people fall under thee.
Mishale yako ni mikali, watu huanguka chini yako; Imo mioyoni mwa adui za mfalme.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever:
The sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.
Kiti chako cha enzi, Mungu, ni cha milele na milele, Fimbo ya ufalme wako ni fimbo ya adili.
7 Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness:
Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
Umeipenda haki; Umeichukia dhuluma. Kwa hiyo MUNGU, Mungu wako, amekupaka mafuta, Mafuta ya furaha kuliko wenzako.
8 All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia,
Out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
Mavazi yako yote hunukia manemane Na udi na mdalasini. Katika majumba ya pembe Vinubi vimekufurahisha.
9 Kings' daughters were among thy honourable women:
Upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Binti za wafalme wamo Miongoni mwa akina bibi wako wastahiki. Mkono wako wa kuume amesimama malkia Amevaa dhahabu ya Ofiri.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear;
Forget also thine own people, and thy father's house;
Sikia, binti, utazame, utege sikio lako, Uwasahau watu wako na nyumba ya baba yako.
11 So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty:
For he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.
Naye mfalme atautamani uzuri wako, Maana ndiye bwana wako, nawe umsujudie.
12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift;
Even the rich among the people shall intreat thy favour.
Na binti Tiro analeta kipawa chake, Nao matajiri wa watu watajipendekeza kwako.
13 The king's daughter is all glorious within:
Her clothing is of wrought gold.
Binti mfalme yumo ndani ana fahari tupu, Mavazi yake ni ya nyuzi za dhahabu.
14 She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework:
The virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.
Atapelekwa kwa mfalme Na mavazi yaliyofumwa kwa uzuri. Wanawali wenzake wanaomfuata, Watapelekwa kwako.
15 With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought:
They shall enter into the king's palace.
Watapelekwa kwa furaha na shangwe, Na kuingia katika nyumba ya mfalme.
16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children,
Whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.
Badala ya baba zako watakuwapo watoto wako, Utawafanya kuwa wakuu katika nchi zote.
17 I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations:
Therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.
Jina lako nitalifanya kuwa kumbukumbu Katika vizazi vyote. Kwa hiyo mataifa watakushukuru Milele na milele.
