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.

Anigu codkaygaan Rabbiga ugu qayshadaa, Oo codkaygaan Rabbiga ku baryaa.

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

Oo hortiisaan ku cawdaa, Oo dhibaatadaydana hortiisaan ku muujiyaa.

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.

Markii naftaydu gudahayga ku itaal darnaatay, waddadayda waad tiqiin, Jidka aan ku socdona dabin bay iigu qariyeen.

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.

Bal fiiri xaggayga midig, oo bal arag, Waayo, nin i yaqaan ma jiro, Meel aan magangalo ayaan waayay, ninna naftayda dan kama leh.

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

Rabbiyow, adigaan kuu qayshaday, Oo waxaan idhi, Waxaad tahay magangalkayga, Iyo qaybta aan dalka kuwa nool ku leeyahay.

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

Qayladayda dhegayso, waayo, aad baa hoos laygu dejiyey, Kuwa i silciya iga samatabbixi, waayo, iyagu way iga xoog badan yihiin.

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.

Naftayda xabsiga ka soo bixi, si aan magacaaga ugu mahadnaqo, Kuwa xaqa ah ayaa igu hareeraysnaan doona, Waayo, wax badan oo wanaagsan baad ii samayn doontaa.