Psalms 42
1 To the chief music-maker. Maschil. Of the sons of Korah. Like the desire of the roe for the water-streams, so is my soul's desire for you, O God.
TAEGÜIJE y benabo ni y guija, ni y malago ni y minilalag y janom: taegüijeja locue y antijo sumospípiros pot jago, O Yuus.
2 My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God?
Y antijo majo pot si Yuus, pot y lalâlâ na Yuus; ngaean nae jufato, ya juanog gui menan Yuus?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
Y lagojo guinin nengcanojo, jaane yan puenge, ya todo y jaane ilegñiñijaja nu guajo: Manggue y Yuusmo?
4 Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast.
Anae jujaso estesija, machuda juyong y antijo guiya guajo, anae manmalofan y linajyan taotao, maposyo, ya jucone sija asta y guimayuus; yan y minagof, yan y tinina; un linajyan na umadadaje y guipot na jaane.
5 Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
Jafa na dumilogjao, O antijo? yan jafa na estotbajao gui jinalomjo? Nangga jao si Yuus, sa guajo bae jutuna güe pot y ayudo gui menaña.
6 My soul is crushed down in me, so I will keep you in mind; from the land of Jordan and of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
Yuusso, y antijo esta dumilog gui jinalomjo; pot enao na jujajasojao desde y tano guiya Jordan, yan Hermonitas, desde y egso Misar.
7 Deep is sounding to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves have gone rolling over me.
Un tinadong, jaagang y otro tinadong, pot palangpang y janommo sija: todo y napomo, yan y langatmo, manmalofan gui jilojo.
8 But the Lord will send his mercy in the daytime, and in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
Jatago si Jeova y minaaseña gui jaane, ya y puenge y cantaña guiya guajo, ya y tinaetae para y Yuus a linâlâjo.
9 I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
Jualog as Yuus, y achojo: Jafa na malefajao nu guajo? Jafa mina na tristeyo pot y chiniguit y enemigo?
10 The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
Parejoja yan y espada gui telangjo, y enemigujo mamofeayo, anae ilegñija cada jaane nu guajo: Mano nae gaegue y Yuusmo?
11 Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
Jafa na dumilog jao, O antijo? yan jafa na, estotbajao gui jinalomjo? Nangga si Yuus, sa bae jutuna güe, ni y ayuda nu y matajo, yan y Yuusso.
