Mawu a Mulungu mu Chichewa Chalero

Masalimo 41

Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Salimo la Davide.

1Wodala ndi munthu amene amaganizira anthu osauka;
    Yehova amamuwombola pa nthawi yamsautso.
Yehova adzamuteteza ndi kusunga moyo wake;
    Yehova adzamudalitsa iye mʼdziko
    ndipo sadzamupereka ku zofuna za adani ake.
Yehova adzamuthandiza pamene akudwala
    ndipo adzamuchiritsa pa bedi lake la matenda.

Ndinati, “Inu Yehova, mundichitire chifundo;
    chiritseni pakuti ndakuchimwirani.”
Adani anga mwankhwidzi amanena za ine kuti,
    “Kodi munthu ameneyu adzafa liti kuti ayiwalike?”
Pamene wina abwera kudzandiona,
    amayankhula mwachinyengo, pomwe mtima wake ukusonkhanitsa zachipongwe;
    kenaka iye amatuluka ndi kukalengeza kunja.

Adani anga onse amanongʼonezana pamodzi kulimbana nane,
    iwo amalingalira zoyipa kwambiri za ine, ponena kuti,
“Matenda owopsa amugwira;
    sadzaukapo pamalo pamene wagona.”
Ngakhale bwenzi langa la pamtima amene ndinamudalira,
    iye amene amadya pamodzi ndi ine
    watukula chidendene chake kulimbana nane.

10 Koma Yehova mundichititre chifundo,
    dzutseni kuti ndiwabwezere.
11 Ine ndikudziwa kuti mukukondwera nane,
    pakuti mdani wanga sandigonjetsa.
12 Mu ungwiro wanga Inu mumandisunga
    ndi kundiyimika pamaso panu kwamuyaya.

13 Atamandike Yehova Mulungu wa Israeli
    kuchokera muyaya mpaka muyaya.
            Ameni ndi Ameni.

King James Version

Psalm 41

1Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.

The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.

The Lord will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

10 But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

11 By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.

13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.