Psalms 42
1 BOOK SECOND: “To the chief musician, a Maskil, for the sons of Korach.” As a hart panteth after brooks of water, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
Sida deeradu biyaha durdurka ugu harraaddo, Ayay naftaydu kuugu harraaddaa, Ilaahayow.
2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I go [again] and be seen in the presence of God?
Naftaydu waxay u oomman tahay Ilaah, kaasoo ah Ilaaha nool. Goormaan u tegi doonaa oo aan Ilaah hortiisa ka muuqan doonaa?
3 My tears have been my food day and night; because men say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
Habeen iyo maalinba waxaa cunto ii noqday ilmadaydii, Intay had iyo goorba i leeyihiin, Ilaahaagu meeh?
4 These things will I remember, and pour out my soul in me: how I was wont to pass along amidst the multitude, journeying with them as a pilgrim to the house of God, with the voice of joyful song and thanksgiving, among the festive throng.
Haddaba waan qarracmaa markaan soo xusuusto waxyaalahan, Sidaan guutada u raaci jiray, oo aan iyaga ugu hor kici jiray guriga Ilaah, Annagoo ku heesayna cod farxad ah iyo ammaan, oo ah dad fara badan oo iidaya.
5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul, and disquieted in me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, because of the salvation of his countenance.
Naftaydoy, bal maxaad u murugaysan tahay? Oo bal maxaad gudahayga ugu rabshaysan tahay? Ilaah ku kalsoonow, waayo, weli waxaan isaga u ammaanayaa caawimaadda wejigiisa.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and from the peaks of Chermon, from the low mount.
Ilaahayow, naftaydu waa igu murugaysan tahay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed waxaan ka xusuusnahay dalkii Urdun, Iyo fiiqfiiqyada Buur Xermoon iyo Buur Miscaar.
7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: all thy waves and thy billows have passed over me.
Moolba mool buu u yeedhaa markay biya dhacu qaylinayaan, Hirarkaagii iyo mawjadahaagii oo dhammu dushayday mareen.
8 In the daytime the Lord will command his kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, as a prayer unto the God of my life.
Laakiinse Rabbigu maalinnimada wuxuu soo diri doonaa raxmaddiisa, Oo habeennimadana waxaa ila jiri doona gabaygiisa, Iyo baryootanka aan Ilaaha noloshayda baryo.
9 I will say unto God, my rock, why hast thou forgotten me? why must I walk grieved, under the oppression of the enemy?
Waxaan Ilaaha dhagaxayga weyn ah ku odhan doonaa, Bal maxaad ii illowday? Dulmiga cadowga daraaddiis bal maxaan ula sii cabaadaa?
10 It is as death in my bones, when my assailants reproach me; when they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
Sida iyadoo seefu lafahayga burburinayso, ayaa cadaawayaashaydu i caayaan, Intay had iyo goorba i leeyihiin, Ilaahaagu meeh?
11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within met? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Naftaydoy, bal maxaad u murugaysan tahay? Oo bal maxaad gudahayga ugu rabshaysan tahay? Ilaah ku kalsoonow, waayo, weli waxaan ammaanayaa Isagoo ah caawimaadda wejigayga iyo Ilaahay.
