Psalms 142

1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.

Maskil ne ta Dawuda. Sa’ad da yake cikin kogo. Addu’a ce. Na yi kuka mai ƙarfi ga Ubangiji; na tā da muryata ga Ubangiji neman jinƙai.

2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.

Na kawo gunagunina a gabansa; a gabansa na faɗa wahalata.

3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.

Sa’ad da ƙarfina ya kāre a cikina, kai ne wanda ya san hanyata. A hanyar da nake tafiya mutane sun kafa mini tarko.

4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.

Duba ta damata ka gani; babu wanda ya kula da ni. Ba ni da mafaka; babu wanda ya kula da raina.

5 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.

Na yi kuka gare ka, ya Ubangiji; Na ce, “Kai ne mafakata, rabona a ƙasar masu rai.”

6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.

Ka saurari kukata, gama ina cikin matsananciyar bukata; ka cece ni daga waɗanda suke fafarata, gama sun fi ni ƙarfi sosai.

7 Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.

Ka’yantar da ni daga kurkuku, don in yabi sunanka. Ta haka masu adalci za su taru kewaye da ni saboda alherinka gare ni.