Psalms 42
1 Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core. As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
Gode! ‘Dia’ gebo da hano anegagi manusa: hohogola ahoa amo defele Na da Di hogosa.
2 My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
Esalusudafa Gode! Na Dima hanai da hano hanai defele gala. Na da habogala Dia midadi, Dima nodone sia: ne gadomusa: masa: bela: ?
3 My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
Eso haga amola gasia huluane na da disa, amola na si hano da na ha: i manu agoane gala. Eso huluane nama ha lai dunu da nama amane adole ba: sa, “Dia Gode da habila: ?”
4 These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
Na da ni musa: hamoi amo dadawa: sea, na dogo da sesa. Na da Hina Gode Ea diasu ganodini masunusa: gilisi amo ilima madelale ili da na bisili oule ahoasu, amola amo gilisisu ilia da Godema hahawane gesami hehea: la amola wele sia: sa ahoasu.
5 Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,
Abuliba: le na da bagadewane da: i dioi ganabela: ? Abuliba: le na da na dogo ganodini bagadewane se nabawane dawa: sala: ? Na da dafawane hamoma: beyale dawa: su amo Godema fawane dawa: mu, amola na da bu enowane Ema nodone, “Na Gaga: su amola na Gode,” agoane sia: mu.
6 And my God. My soul is troubled within myself: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.
Na da goeguda: mugululi misi. Amola na da na dogo ganodini bogomuwane se naba. Amaiba: le, na da na asigi dawa: su Godema bu sinidigili dawa: sa. E da nama se bagadedafa iasi. Bidi hamosu da hano heda: i defele nama gosa. Bidi hamosu da Hemone Goumi amola Misa Goumi amoga hano nawa: li mogosobe, Yodane Hano amoga gudu daha, amo defele, gugelebe agoane nama gole wesa.
7 Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.
8 In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.
Hina Gode da Ea mae fisili asigidafa hou amo esoga olelemu da defea. Amasea na da gasia Ema gesami hea: mu amola na esalusu ouligisu Gode, Ema sia: ne gadomu.
9 I will say to God: Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?
Na da na gaga: su Gode, Ema sia: sa, “Dia da abuliba: le na gogoleila: ? Nama ha lai gasa fi dunu da nama gebewane se iaha. Na da abuliba: le eso huluane se nabala: ?
10 Whilst my bones are broken, my enemies who trouble me have reproached me; Whilst they say to me day be day: Where is thy God?
Ilia da nama gebewane odagia gadele sia: beba: le, na da gala: la sa: i dagoi ba: sa. Ilia da gebewane nama amane adole ba: lala, “Dia Gode da habila: ?”
11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me? Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Na da abuliba: le baligili da: i diobela: ? Na da abuliba: le dogo se nabawane esalabela: ? Na Godema dafawane hamoma: beyale dawa: mu. Na da bu enowane Ema nodone sia: mu. Bai E da na Gaga: sudafa amola na Godedafa.
