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.
Njengalokhu indluzele inxwanele izifula zamanzi, ngokunjalo umphefumulo wami unxwanela wena, Nkulunkulu.
2 My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
Umphefumulo wami womela uNkulunkulu, uNkulunkulu ophilayo. Ngizafika nini ngibonakale phambi kobuso bukaNkulunkulu?
3 My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
Inyembezi zami beziyikudla kwami emini lebusuku, lapho besithi kimi usuku lonke: Ungaphi uNkulunkulu wakho?
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.
Ngikhumbula lezizinto ngathulula umphefumulo wami phakathi kwami, ngoba ngadlula lexuku, ngaya labo endlini kaNkulunkulu ngelizwi lentokozo lendumiso, ixuku eligubha umkhosi.
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,
Udanelani mphefumulo wami? Ukhathazekelani phakathi kwami? Themba kuNkulunkulu, ngoba ngisezamdumisa, ngosizo lobuso bakhe.
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.
Nkulunkulu wami, umphefumulo wami udanile phakathi kwami; ngakho ngizakukhumbula ngiselizweni leJordani lelamaHermoni, ngisentabeni iMizari.
7 Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.
Inziki ibiza inziki ekuhlokomeni kwezimpophoma zakho; wonke amagagasi akho lamaza akho adlule phezu kwami.
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.
Emini iNkosi izalaya uthandolomusa wayo, lebusuku ingoma yayo izakuba lami; umkhuleko wami kuNkulunkulu wempilo yami.
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?
Ngizakuthi kuNkulunkulu, idwala lami: Ungikhohlweleni? Ngihambelani ngikwezimnyama ngenxa yocindezelo lwesitha?
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?
Njengokuchoboza emathanjeni ami, izitha zami ziyangiklolodela, lapho zisithi kimi usuku lonke: Ungaphi uNkulunkulu wakho?
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.
Udaneleni mphefumulo wami? Njalo ukhathazekelani phakathi kwami? Themba kuNkulunkulu, ngoba ngisezamdumisa, usindiso lobuso bami, loNkulunkulu wami.
