Psalms 63

1 “A psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.” O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry land, and it is faint without water.

Saamu ti Dafidi. Nígbà tí ó wà nínú aginjù Juda. Ọlọ́run, ìwọ ni Ọlọ́run mi, nígbà gbogbo ni mo ń ṣàfẹ́rí rẹ, òǹgbẹ rẹ ń gbẹ ọkàn mi, ara mi fà sí ọ, ní ilẹ̀ gbígbẹ àti ilẹ̀ tí ń ṣàárẹ̀ níbi tí kò sí omi.

2 As I have beheld thee in the sanctuary, seeing thy strength and thy glory;

Èmi ti rí ọ ní ibi mímọ́, mo rí agbára àti ògo rẹ.

3 Because thy kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee:

Nítorí ìfẹ́ rẹ dára ju ayé lọ, ètè mi yóò fògo fún ọ.

4 Thus will I bless thee while I live; in thy name will I lift up my hands.

Èmi ó yìn ọ́ níwọ̀n ìgbà tí mo wà láààyè, èmi ó gbé ọwọ́ sókè, èmi ó sì pe orúkọ rẹ.

5 As with fat and marrow will my soul be satisfied; and with tuneful lips shall my mouth praise thee.

A ó tẹ́ ọkàn mi lọ́rùn bí ọlọ́ràá oúnjẹ; pẹ̀lú ètè ìyìn, ẹnu mi yóò yìn ọ́.

6 When I remember thee upon my couch, I meditate on thee in the night-watches.

Nígbà tí mo rántí rẹ lórí ibùsùn mi; èmi ń ronú rẹ títí ìṣọ́ òru.

7 Because thou hast been a help unto me; and in the shadow of thy wings will I sing rejoicingly.

Nítorí ìwọ ni ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi, mo kọrin níbi òjìji ìyẹ́ apá rẹ.

8 My soul cleaveth unto following thee: me thy right hand upholdeth.

Ọkàn mí fà sí ọ: ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ gbé mi ró.

9 But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go down into the lowest deeps of the earth.

Àwọn tí ó ń wá ọkàn mí ni a ó parun; wọn ó sọ̀kalẹ̀ lọ sí ìsàlẹ̀ ilẹ̀ ayé.

10 They shall be delivered up to the power of the sword: they shall become a prey for jackals.

Wọn ó ti ọwọ́ idà ṣubú wọn ó sì di jíjẹ fún kọ̀lọ̀kọ̀lọ̀.

11 But the king shall rejoice in God: every one that sweareth by him shall glorify himself; for the mouth of those that speak falsehood shall be stopped.

Ṣùgbọ́n ọba yóò yọ̀ nínú Ọlọ́run ẹni tí ó fi orúkọ Ọlọ́run búra yóò ṣògo ṣùgbọ́n ẹnu àwọn òpùrọ́ la ó pamọ́.