¹Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:

¹Ngaarumbidzwe Jehovha, dombo rangu, Anodzidzisa maoko angu kurwa, Nemimwe yangu kufura;

²my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues my people under me.

²Unyoro hwangu, nenhare yangu, Shongwe yangu yakakwirira, nomurwiri wangu; nhovo yangu, uye iye wandinovimba naye; Anoisa vanhu vangu pasi pangu.

³Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?

³Jehovha, munhu chinyiko, zvamune hanya naye? Kana Mwanakomana womunhu, zvamunomurangarira?

⁴Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

⁴Munhu akafanana nomweya; Mazuva ake anenge mumvuri unopfuura.

⁵Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

⁵Kotamisa kudenga-denga kwenyu Jehovha, muburuke; Gunzvai makomo, apfungaire hutsi.

⁶Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.

⁶Penyesai mheni, muvaparadze; Furai miseve yenyu, muvavhunduse.

⁷Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;

⁷Tambanudzai ruoko rwenyu muri kumusoro; Ndisunungurei, mundirwire pamvura zhinji, Naparuoko rwavatorwa;

⁸whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁸Avo vanotaura zvisina maturo nomuromo wavo, Uye ruoko rwavo rworudyi ndirwo ruoko rworudyi rwenhema.

⁹I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

⁹Mwari ndichakuimbirai rwiyo rutsva; Ndichakuimbirai nziyo dzokurumbidza nomutengeramwa une hungiso dzine gumi.

¹⁰You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

¹⁰Ndimi munopa madzimambo kuponeswa, Munorwira Dhavhidhi muranda wenyu pamunondo unokuvadza.

¹¹Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹¹Ndisunungurei, mundirwire paruoko rwavatorwa, Vanotaura zvisina maturo nomuromo wavo, Uye ruoko rwavo rworudyi ndirwo ruoko rworudyi rwenhema.

¹²Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

¹²Vanakomana vedu vachava semiti yakakura kwazvo pautsva hwayo; Uye vanasikana vedu samabwe ekona akavezwa sezvinovezerwa imba yamambo;

¹³Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

¹³Matura edu achazara nezviyo zvamarudzi ose; Namakwai edu achabereka zviuru negumi rezviuru kumafuro edu.

¹⁴Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

¹⁴Nzombe dzedu dzichatakudzwa zvizhinji; Hatingaputsirwi madziro, kana kubuda kundorwa, Hakungavi nemhere inoridzwa panzira dzomumusha medu;

¹⁵Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is Yahweh.

¹⁵Vanomufaro vanhu avo, vanoitirwa saizvozvo; Vanomufaro vanhu avo, Mwari wavo ari Jehovha.