Psalms 102
1 The prayer of the pauper, when he was anxious, and so he poured out his petition in the sight of the Lord. O Lord, hear my prayer, and let my outcry reach you.
Àdúrà olùpọ́njú tí àárẹ̀ mú, tí ó sí ọkàn rẹ̀ payá níwájú Olúwa. Gbọ́ àdúrà mi, Olúwa, jẹ́ kí igbe ẹ̀bẹ̀ mi kí ó wá sí ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ.
2 Do not turn your face away from me. In whatever day that I am in trouble, incline your ear to me. In whatever day that I will call upon you, heed me quickly.
Má ṣe pa ojú rẹ mọ́ kúrò lọ́dọ̀ mi ní ọjọ́ tí èmi wà nínú ìpọ́njú. Dẹ etí rẹ sí mi; nígbà tí mo bá pè, dá mi lóhùn kíákíá.
3 For my days have faded away like smoke, and my bones have dried out like firewood.
Nítorí tí ọjọ́ mi run bí èéfín; egungun mi sì jóná bí ààrò.
4 I have been cut down like hay, and my heart has withered, for I had forgotten to eat my bread.
Àyà mi lù, ó sì rọ bí i koríko; mo gbàgbé láti jẹ oúnjẹ mi.
5 Before the voice of my groaning, my bone has adhered to my flesh.
Nítorí ohùn ìkérora mi, egungun mi lẹ̀ mọ́ ẹran-ara mi.
6 I have become like a pelican in solitude. I have become like a night raven in a house.
Èmi dàbí ẹyẹ igún ní ijù: èmi dàbí òwìwí ibi ahoro.
7 I have kept vigil, and I have become like a solitary sparrow on a roof.
Èmi dìde; èmi dàbí ẹyẹ lórí ilé.
8 All day long my enemies reproached me, and those who praised me swore oaths against me.
Ní ọjọ́ gbogbo, àwọn ọ̀tá ológoṣẹ́ mi ń gàn mí; àwọn tí ń ṣe ìkanra sí mi ń fi orúkọ mi bú.
9 For I chewed on ashes like bread, and I mixed weeping into my drink.
Èmi jẹ eérú gẹ́gẹ́ bí oúnjẹ mi, èmi sì da ohun mímu mi pọ̀ pẹ̀lú omijé.
10 By the face of your anger and indignation, you lifted me up and threw me down.
Nítorí ìbínú ríru rẹ, nítorí ìwọ ti gbé mi sókè, ìwọ sì gbé mi ṣánlẹ̀.
11 My days have declined like a shadow, and I have dried out like hay.
Ọjọ́ mi dàbí òjìji àṣálẹ́ èmi sì rọ bí koríko.
12 But you, O Lord, endure for eternity, and your memorial is from generation to generation.
Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ, Olúwa, ni yóò dúró láéláé; ìrántí rẹ láti ìran dé ìran.
13 You will rise up and take pity on Zion, for it is time for its mercy, for the time has come.
Ìwọ ó dìde ìwọ ó sì ṣàánú fún Sioni, nítorí ìgbà àti ṣe ojúrere sí i; àkókò náà ti dé.
14 For its stones have pleased your servants, and they will take pity on its land.
Nítorí tí àwọn òkúta jẹ́ inú dídùn sí àwọn ìránṣẹ́ rẹ; wọ́n sì káàánú erùpẹ̀ rẹ.
15 And the Gentiles will fear your name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth your glory.
Àwọn kèfèrí yóò bẹ̀rù orúkọ Olúwa, gbogbo ọba ayé yóò máa bẹ̀rù ògo rẹ.
16 For the Lord has built up Zion, and he will be seen in his glory.
Torí tí Olúwa yóò gbé Sioni ró, yóò farahàn nínú ògo rẹ̀.
17 He has noticed the prayer of the humble, and he has not despised their petition.
Yóò dáhùn àdúrà àwọn aláìní; kì yóò sì gan ẹ̀bẹ̀ wọn.
18 Let these things be written in another generation, and the people who will be created will praise the Lord.
Jẹ́ kí a kọ èyí fún ìran tí ń bọ̀, àwọn ènìyàn tí a kò tí ì dá yóò yin Olúwa:
19 For he has gazed from his high sanctuary. From heaven, the Lord has beheld the earth.
“Olúwa wo ilẹ̀ láti òkè mímọ́ rẹ̀ wá láti ọ̀run wá ni ó bojú wo ayé,
20 So may he hear the groans of those in shackles, in order that he may release the sons of the slain.
láti gbọ́ ìrora ará túbú, láti tú àwọn tí a yàn sí ikú sílẹ̀.”
21 So may they announce the name of the Lord in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem:
Kí a lè sọ orúkọ Olúwa ní Sioni àti ìyìn rẹ̀ ní Jerusalẹmu.
22 while the people convene, along with kings, in order that they may serve the Lord.
Ní ìgbà tí a kó àwọn ènìyàn àti ìjọba pọ̀ láti máa sìn Olúwa.
23 He responded to him in the way of his virtue: Declare to me the brevity of my days.
Ní ipa ọ̀nà mi, ó rẹ agbára mi sílẹ̀, ó gé ọjọ́ mi kúrú.
24 Do not call me back in the middle of my days: your years are from generation to generation.
Èmi sì wí pé: “Ọlọ́run mi, má ṣe mú mi kúrò ní agbede-méjì ọjọ́ mi; ọdún rẹ̀ ń lọ láti ìran dé ìran.
25 In the beginning, O Lord, you founded the earth. And the heavens are the work of your hands.
Ní ìbẹ̀rẹ̀ ní ìwọ fi ìpìlẹ̀ ayé sọlẹ̀, ọ̀run sì jẹ́ iṣẹ́ ọwọ́ rẹ.
26 They will perish, but you remain. And all will grow old like a garment. And, like a blanket, you will change them, and they will be changed.
Wọn yóò ṣègbé, wọn yóò parun, ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ yóò wà; gbogbo wọn ni yóò gbó bí aṣọ. Bí ẹ̀wù ni ìwọ yóò pààrọ̀ wọn wọn yóò sì di àpatì.
27 Yet you are ever yourself, and your years will not decline.
Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ wà digbí síbẹ̀, ọdún rẹ kò sì ní òpin.
28 The sons of your servants will live, and their offspring will be guided aright in every age.
Àwọn ọmọ ìránṣẹ́ rẹ̀ yóò dúró ní iwájú rẹ pẹ́; a ó sì fi ẹsẹ̀ irú-ọmọ wọn sọlẹ̀ ní iwájú rẹ.”
