Psalms 42
1 As the hart pants after the water brooks, so pants my soul after you, O God.
TAEGÜIJE y benabo ni y guija, ni y malago ni y minilalag y janom: taegüijeja locue y antijo sumospípiros pot jago, O Yuus.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
Y antijo majo pot si Yuus, pot y lalâlâ na Yuus; ngaean nae jufato, ya juanog gui menan Yuus?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is your God?
Y lagojo guinin nengcanojo, jaane yan puenge, ya todo y jaane ilegñiñijaja nu guajo: Manggue y Yuusmo?
4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
Anae jujaso estesija, machuda juyong y antijo guiya guajo, anae manmalofan y linajyan taotao, maposyo, ya jucone sija asta y guimayuus; yan y minagof, yan y tinina; un linajyan na umadadaje y guipot na jaane.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
Jafa na dumilogjao, O antijo? yan jafa na estotbajao gui jinalomjo? Nangga jao si Yuus, sa guajo bae jutuna güe pot y ayudo gui menaña.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
Yuusso, y antijo esta dumilog gui jinalomjo; pot enao na jujajasojao desde y tano guiya Jordan, yan Hermonitas, desde y egso Misar.
7 Deep calls unto deep at the noise of your waterspouts: all your waves and your billows are gone over me.
Un tinadong, jaagang y otro tinadong, pot palangpang y janommo sija: todo y napomo, yan y langatmo, manmalofan gui jilojo.
8 Yet the LORD will command his loving kindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
Jatago si Jeova y minaaseña gui jaane, ya y puenge y cantaña guiya guajo, ya y tinaetae para y Yuus a linâlâjo.
9 I will say unto God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Jualog as Yuus, y achojo: Jafa na malefajao nu guajo? Jafa mina na tristeyo pot y chiniguit y enemigo?
10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?
Parejoja yan y espada gui telangjo, y enemigujo mamofeayo, anae ilegñija cada jaane nu guajo: Mano nae gaegue y Yuusmo?
11 Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
Jafa na dumilog jao, O antijo? yan jafa na, estotbajao gui jinalomjo? Nangga si Yuus, sa bae jutuna güe, ni y ayuda nu y matajo, yan y Yuusso.
