Psalms 38
1 A psalm for David, for a remembrance of the sabbath. Rebuke me not, O Lord, in thy indignation; nor chastise me in thy wrath.
Saamu Dafidi. Ẹ̀bẹ̀. Olúwa, má ṣe bá mi wí nínú ìbínú rẹ, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kí o má ṣe fi ìyà jẹ mí nínú ìrunú rẹ̀.
2 For thy arrows are fastened in me: and thy hand hath been strong upon me.
Nítorí tí ọfà rẹ kàn mọ́ mi ṣinṣin, ọwọ́ rẹ sì kì mí mọ́lẹ̀.
3 There is no health in my flesh, because of thy wrath: there is no peace for my bones, because of my sins.
Kò sí ibi yíyè ní ara à mi, nítorí ìbínú rẹ; kò sí àlàáfíà nínú egungun mi nítorí i ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mi.
4 For my iniquities are gone over my head: and as a heavy burden are become heavy upon me.
Nítorí àìṣedéédéé mi ti borí mi mọ́lẹ̀; wọ́n tó ìwọ̀n bi àjàgà tí ó wúwo jù fún mi.
5 My sores are putrified and corrupted, because of my foolishness.
Ọgbẹ́ mi ń rùn ó sì díbàjẹ́ nítorí òmùgọ̀ mi.
6 I am become miserable, and am bowed down even to the end: I walked sorrowful all the day long.
Èmi ń jòwèrè, orí mi tẹ̀ ba gidigidi èmi ń ṣọ̀fọ̀ rìn kiri ní gbogbo ọjọ́.
7 For my loins are filled with illusions; and there is no health in my flesh.
Nítorí ẹ̀gbẹ́ mi kún fún ìgbóná tí ń jóni kò sì ṣí ibi yíyè ní ara mi.
8 I am afflicted and humbled exceedingly: I roared with the groaning of my heart.
Ara mi hù, a sì wó mi jẹ́gẹjẹ̀gẹ; mo kérora nítorí ìrúkèrúdò àyà mi.
9 Lord, all my desire is before thee, and my groaning is not hidden from thee.
Olúwa, gbogbo ìfẹ́ mi ń bẹ níwájú rẹ; ìmí ẹ̀dùn mi kò sá pamọ́ fún ọ.
10 My heart is troubled, my strength hath left me, and the light of my eyes itself is not with me.
Àyà mi ń mí hẹlẹ, agbára mi yẹ̀ mí sílẹ̀; bí ó ṣe ti ìmọ́lẹ̀ ojú mi ni, ó ti lọ kúrò lára mi.
11 My friends and my neighbours have drawn near, and stood against me. And they that were near me stood afar off:
Àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ mi àti àwọn ẹlẹgbẹ́ mi dúró lókèèrè réré kúrò níbi ìpọ́njú mi, àwọn alábágbé mi, dúró lókèèrè.
12 And they that sought my soul used violence. And they that sought evils to me spoke vain things, and studied deceits all the day long.
Àwọn tí n wá ẹ̀mí mi dẹ okùn sílẹ̀ fún mi; àti àwọn tí ó fẹ́ pa mí lára ń sọ̀rọ̀ nípa ìparun, wọ́n sì ń gbèrò ẹ̀tàn ní gbogbo ọjọ́.
13 But I, as a deaf man, heard not: and as a dumb man not opening his mouth.
Ṣùgbọ́n mo dàbí adití odi, èmi kò gbọ́ ọ̀rọ̀; àti bí odi, tí kò le sọ̀rọ̀.
14 And I became as a man that heareth not: and that hath no reproofs in his mouth.
Nítòótọ́, mo rí bí ọkùnrin tí kò gbọ́rọ̀, àti bí ẹnu ẹni tí kò sí ìjiyàn.
15 For in thee, O Lord, have I hoped: thou wilt hear me, O Lord my God.
Ṣùgbọ́n sí ọ Olúwa, ìwọ ni mo dúró dè; ìwọ ni, Olúwa Ọlọ́run mi, ẹni tí yóò dáhùn.
16 For I said: Lest at any time my enemies rejoice over me: and whilst my feet are moved, they speak great things against me.
Nítorí tí mo gbàdúrà, “Gbóhùn mi, kí wọn má ba à yọ̀ mí; nígbà tí ẹsẹ̀ mi bá yọ̀ wọn yóò máa gbé ara wọn ga sí mi.”
17 For I am ready for scourges: and my sorrow is continually before me.
Nítorí tí mo ti ṣetán láti ṣubú, ìrora mi sì wà pẹ̀lú mi nígbà gbogbo.
18 For I will declare my inequity: and I will think for my sin.
Mo jẹ́wọ́ ìrékọjá mi; àánú sì ṣe mí fún ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mi.
19 But my enemies live, and are stronger that I: and they hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
Àwọn tí ó jẹ́ ọ̀tá mi láìnídìí pàtàkì, wọ́n lágbára púpọ̀, ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ ni àwọn tí ó kórìíra mi lọ́nà òdì.
20 They that render evil for good, have detracted me, because I followed goodness.
Àwọn tí wọn ń fi ibi san rere fún mi àwọn ni ọ̀tá mi nítorí pé mò ń tọ ìre lẹ́yìn.
21 Forsake me not, O Lord my God: do not thou depart from me.
Má ṣe kọ̀ mí sílẹ̀, ìwọ Olúwa! Ọlọ́run mi, má ṣe jìnnà sí mi.
22 Attend unto my help, O Lord, the God of my salvation.
Yára láti ràn mí lọ́wọ́, Olúwa, Olùgbàlà mi.
