Psalms 42
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Ndakatulo ya ana a Kora. Monga mbawala ipuma wefuwefu kufunafuna mitsinje yamadzi, kotero moyo wanga upuma wefuwefu kufunafuna Inu Mulungu.
2 My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?
Moyo wanga uli ndi ludzu lofuna Mulungu, lofuna Mulungu wamoyo. Kodi ndipite liti kukakumana ndi Mulungu?
3 My teares haue bin my meate day and night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
Misozi yanga yakhala chakudya changa usana ndi usiku, pamene anthu akunena kwa ine tsiku lonse kuti, “Mulungu wako ali kuti?”
4 When I remembred these things, I powred out my very heart, because I had gone with the multitude, and ledde them into the House of God with the voyce of singing, and prayse, as a multitude that keepeth a feast.
Zinthu izi ndimazikumbukira pamene ndikukhuthula moyo wanga: momwe ndinkapitira ndi gulu lalikulu, kutsogolera mayendedwe a ku Nyumba ya Mulungu ndi mfuwu yachimwemwe ndi mayamiko pakati pa anthu a pa chikondwerero.
5 Why art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.
Nʼchifukwa chiyani uli ndi chisoni, iwe moyo wanga? Nʼchifukwa chiyani wakhumudwa iwe mʼkati mwanga? Yembekezera Mulungu, pakuti ndidzamulambirabe, Mpulumutsi wanga ndi
6 My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.
Mulungu wanga. Moyo wanga uli ndi chisoni mʼkati mwanga kotero ndidzakumbukira Inu kuchokera ku dziko la Yorodani, ku mitunda ya Herimoni kuchokera ku phiri la Mizara.
7 One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.
Madzi akuya akuyitana madzi akuya mu mkokomo wa mathithi anu; mafunde anu onse obwera mwamphamvu andimiza.
8 The Lord will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto the God of my life.
Koma usana Yehova amalamulira chikondi chake, nthawi ya usiku nyimbo yake ili nane; pemphero kwa Mulungu wa moyo wanga.
9 I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
Ine ndikuti kwa Mulungu Thanthwe langa, “Nʼchifukwa chiyani mwandiyiwala? Nʼchifukwa chiyani ndiyenera kuyenda ndikulira, woponderezedwa ndi mdani?”
10 My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?
Mafupa anga ali ndi ululu wakufa nawo pamene adani anga akundinyoza, tsiku lonse akunena kuti, “Mulungu wako ali kuti?”
11 Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, and my God.
Bwanji ukumva chisoni, iwe mtima wanga? Chifukwa chiyani ukuvutika chonchi mʼkati mwanga? Khulupirira Mulungu, pakuti ndidzamutamandanso, Iye amene ali thandizo langa ndi Mulungu wanga.
