Psalms 39
1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of David. I told myself, “I will be careful in what I do, and not sin in what I say. I will keep my mouth shut when the wicked are around.”
Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Don Yedutun. Zabura ta Dawuda. Na ce, “Zan lura da hanyoyina zan kuma kiyaye harshena daga zunubi; zan sa linzami a bakina muddin mugaye suna a gabana.”
2 So I was completely silent—I didn't even say anything good. But the pain inside only got worse.
Na yi shiru, ban ce kome ba, Ko a kan abin da yake da kyau! Amma duk da haka wahalata sai ƙaruwa take yi;
3 My mind burned as if on fire; I had to say what I was thinking:
zuciyata ta ƙara zafi a cikina. Kuma sa’ad da nake tunani, wuta ta yi ta kuna; sai na yi magana da harshena na ce,
4 Lord, remind me. How short is my life? How long do I have? Remind me how quickly my life will pass.
“Nuna mini, ya Ubangiji, ƙarshen rayuwata da kuma yawan kwanakina; bari in san yadda rayuwata tana wucewa da sauri.
5 Just look at the tiny amount of days you have given me! In your eyes my whole lifetime is like nothing. Our lives here are just a breath… (Selah)
Ka sa kwanakina suka zama tafin hannu ne kawai; yawan shekaruna kamar ba kome ba ne a gabanka. Duk ran mutum shaƙar iska ne kurum, har ma waɗanda suke tsammani suke da kāriya. (Sela)
6 Human beings are just shadows walking around. They pointlessly rush through life, trying to pile up possessions without knowing who will get them.
“Mutum dai shirim ne kawai yayinda yake kai da komowa. Yana ta yawo, amma a banza ne kawai; yakan tara dukiya, ba tare da sanin wa zai more ta ba.
7 So Lord, what am I looking for? I put my hope in you.
“Amma yanzu, ya Ubangiji, me zan nema? Begena yana a gare ka.
8 Save me from my rebellion. Don't let me be mocked by fools.
Ka cece ni daga dukan laifofina; kada ka sa in zama abin dariya ga wawaye.
9 I will stay quiet, I won't say a word, for it's you who has done this to me.
Na yi shiru; ba zan buɗe bakina ba, gama kai ne wanda ka aikata wannan.
10 Please stop hitting me! Your beating has worn me out!
Ka ɗauke bulalarka daga gare ni; na ji jiki ta wurin bugun da hannunka ya yi mini.
11 When you discipline us, reprimanding us for our sins, it's like a moth eating up what is precious to us. All of us are just a breath… (Selah)
Kakan tsawata ka kuma hore mutane saboda zunubinsu; kakan cinye wadatarsu kamar yadda asu ke yi, kowane mutum dai shaƙar iska ne. (Sela)
12 Please hear my prayer, Lord! Listen to my cry for help! Don't be deaf to my weeping. Please treat me as your guest, passing through, just like my forefathers.
“Ka ji addu’ata, ya Ubangiji, ka saurari kukata ta neman taimako; kada ka kurmance ga kukata. Gama ina zama tare da kai kamar baƙo, baƙo, kamar yadda dukan kakannina sun kasance.
13 Please leave me alone so I can be cheerful again, before I am dead and gone.
Ka kau da fuskarka daga gare ni, saboda in sāke yin farin ciki kafin in tafi in kuma rabu da nan.”
