1Batsirai, Jehovha, nekuti vanoda Mwari vopera; nekuti vakatendeka havachipo pakati pavana vavanhu.
1For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men.
2Vanotaura mumwe nomumwe zvisina maturo nowokwake; Vanotaura nomuromo unobata kumeso, uye nemoyo miviri.
2They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor: With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.
3Jehovha achagura miromo yose inobata kumeso, Norurimi runotaura zvinhu zvikuru;
3Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaketh great things;
4Ivo vakati, Tichakunda norurimi rwedu; Miromo yedu ndeyedu; ndianiko angava ishe wedu?
4Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
5Nokuda kokumanikidzwa kwavarombo, nokugomera kwavanoshaiwa, Ndichamuka zvino nokuda kwaizvozvo, ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha; Ndichamuisa pakasimba ipo paanoshuva.
5Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for.
6Mashoko aJehovha mashoko akachena; Sesirivha yakaidzwa mubisiro panyika, Yakanatswa kanomwe.
6The words of Jehovah are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times.
7Muchavachengeta, Jehovha, Muchavachengeta parudzi urwu nokusingaperi.
7Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah, Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.
8Vakaipa vanofamba pamativi ose, Kana zvakashata zvichikudzwa pakati pavanakomana vavanhu.
8The wicked walk on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.