Psalms 63
1 A Psalm of David, when he was in the desert of Idumea. O God, my God: to you, I keep vigil until first light. For you, my soul has thirsted, to you my body, in so many ways.
Saamu ti Dafidi. Nígbà tí ó wà nínú aginjù Juda. Ọlọ́run, ìwọ ni Ọlọ́run mi, nígbà gbogbo ni mo ń ṣàfẹ́rí rẹ, òǹgbẹ rẹ ń gbẹ ọkàn mi, ara mi fà sí ọ, ní ilẹ̀ gbígbẹ àti ilẹ̀ tí ń ṣàárẹ̀ níbi tí kò sí omi.
2 By a deserted land, both inaccessible and waterless, so I have appeared in the sanctuary before you, in order to behold your virtue and your glory.
Èmi ti rí ọ ní ibi mímọ́, mo rí agbára àti ògo rẹ.
3 For your mercy is better than life itself. It is you my lips will praise.
Nítorí ìfẹ́ rẹ dára ju ayé lọ, ètè mi yóò fògo fún ọ.
4 So will I bless you in my life, and I will lift up my hands in your name.
Èmi ó yìn ọ́ níwọ̀n ìgbà tí mo wà láààyè, èmi ó gbé ọwọ́ sókè, èmi ó sì pe orúkọ rẹ.
5 Let my soul be filled, as if with marrow and fatness; and my mouth will give praise with exultant lips.
A ó tẹ́ ọkàn mi lọ́rùn bí ọlọ́ràá oúnjẹ; pẹ̀lú ètè ìyìn, ẹnu mi yóò yìn ọ́.
6 When I have remembered you on my bed in the morning, I will meditate on you.
Nígbà tí mo rántí rẹ lórí ibùsùn mi; èmi ń ronú rẹ títí ìṣọ́ òru.
7 For you have been my helper. And I will exult under the cover of your wings.
Nítorí ìwọ ni ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi, mo kọrin níbi òjìji ìyẹ́ apá rẹ.
8 My soul has clung close to you. Your right hand has supported me.
Ọkàn mí fà sí ọ: ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ gbé mi ró.
9 Truly, these ones have sought my soul in vain. They will enter into the lower parts of the earth.
Àwọn tí ó ń wá ọkàn mí ni a ó parun; wọn ó sọ̀kalẹ̀ lọ sí ìsàlẹ̀ ilẹ̀ ayé.
10 They will be delivered into the hand of the sword. They will be the portions of foxes.
Wọn ó ti ọwọ́ idà ṣubú wọn ó sì di jíjẹ fún kọ̀lọ̀kọ̀lọ̀.
11 Truly, the king will rejoice in God: all those who swear by him will be praised, because the mouth of those who speak iniquity has been blocked.
Ṣùgbọ́n ọba yóò yọ̀ nínú Ọlọ́run ẹni tí ó fi orúkọ Ọlọ́run búra yóò ṣògo ṣùgbọ́n ẹnu àwọn òpùrọ́ la ó pamọ́.
