Psalms 45
1 For the music director. To the tune “Lilies.” A psalm (maskil) of the sons of Korah. A love song. I am moved to write about this wonderful subject. Let me share what I have written for the king. What I say comes from the pen of a skilled author.
Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Da salon “Lili.” Na’ya’yan Kora maza. Maskil Waƙar Aure. Zuciyata ta cika da kyakkyawan kan magana yayinda nake rera ayoyina wa sarki; harshena ne alƙalamin ƙwararren marubuci.
2 You are more handsome than anyone else. You always speak graciously, for God has blessed you forever.
Kai ne mafi kyau cikin mutane an kuma shafe leɓunanka da alheri, da yake Allah ya albarkace ka har abada.
3 Strap on your sword, mighty warrior, stride out in glory and majesty!
Ka ɗaura takobinka a gefenka, ya jarumi; ka rufe kanka da ɗaukaka da kuma daraja.
4 In your majesty ride out to victory, in the defense of truth, humility, and right, because you are strong and act powerfully.
Cikin darajarka ka hau zuwa nasara a madadin gaskiya, tawali’u da adalci; bari hannunka na dama yă nuna ayyukan banmamaki.
5 Your sharp arrows pierce the hearts of your enemies; the nations fall under you.
Bari kibiyoyinka masu tsini su huda zukatan abokan gāban sarki; bari al’ummai su fāɗi ƙarƙashin ƙafafunka.
6 Your throne comes from God, and lasts forever and ever. The scepter with which you rule is a scepter of fairness.
Kursiyinka, ya Allah, zai kasance har abada abadin; sandar adalci zai zama sandar mulkinka.
7 You love what is right and hate what is wrong. That is why God, your God, has placed you above everyone else by anointing you with the oil of joy.
Kana ƙaunar abin da yake daidai kana kuma ƙin mugunta; saboda haka Allah, Allahnka, ya sa ka a bisa abokanka ta wurin shafe ka da man farin ciki.
8 Your robes are perfumed with aloes, myrrh, and cassia; music played on stringed instruments in palaces decorated with ivory makes you happy.
Dukan rigunanka suna ƙanshin turaren mur da na aloyes, da na kashiya; daga kowace fadan da aka yi masa ado da hauren giwa kaɗe-kaɗen tsirkiya kan sa ka murna.
9 The daughters of kings are among the noblewomen; the queen stands beside you on your right, wearing jewelry made of gold from Ophir.
’Ya’yan sarki mata suna cikin matan da ake girmama; a hannun damarka kuwa ga amarya, sarauniya saye da ofir zinariya.
10 Listen to what I have to say, daughter; please pay attention. Don't pine for your people and your family.
Ki saurara, ya ke diya, ki lura ku kuma kasa kunne, Ki manta da mutanenki da gidan mahaifinki.
11 May the king desire you in your beauty; respect him, for he is your lord.
Sarki ya cika da sha’awar kyanki; ki girmama shi, gama shi ne maigidanki.
12 The people of Tyre will come with gifts; rich people will look for your favor.
Diyar Taya za tă zo da kyauta, mawadata za su nemi tagomashinki.
13 Inside her preparation room the princess bride looks wonderful in her golden gown.
Gimbiya tana fada, kyakkyawa ce ainun; an saƙa rigarta da zaren zinariya.
14 Wearing her beautiful clothes she is brought to the king, followed by her bridesmaids.
Cikin riguna masu ado aka kai ta wurin sarki; abokanta budurwai suna biye da ita aka kuwa kawo su gare ka.
15 What a happy, joyful procession enters the king's palace!
Aka bi da su cikin farin ciki da murna; suka shiga fadan sarki.
16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers; as princes you will make them rulers throughout the land.
’Ya’yanka maza za su maye matsayin kakanninka; za ka sa su yi mulki a duk fāɗin ƙasar.
17 Through my words you will be famous through all generations, and nations will praise you forever and ever.
Zan sa a tuna da kai a dukan zamanai; saboda haka al’ummai za su yabe ka har abada abadin.
