Psalms 42

1 TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. As a deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants toward 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 thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?

Y antijo majo pot si Yuus, pot y lalâlâ na Yuus; ngaean nae jufato, ya juanog gui menan Yuus?

3 My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”

Y lagojo guinin nengcanojo, jaane yan puenge, ya todo y jaane ilegñiñijaja nu guajo: Manggue y Yuusmo?

4 These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the shelter, I go softly with them to the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping celebration!

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 bow yourself, O my soul? Indeed, are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him: The salvation of my countenance—my God!

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 My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount 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 is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.

Un tinadong, jaagang y otro tinadong, pot palangpang y janommo sija: todo y napomo, yan y langatmo, manmalofan gui jilojo.

8 By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to 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 say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”

Jualog as Yuus, y achojo: Jafa na malefajao nu guajo? Jafa mina na tristeyo pot y chiniguit y enemigo?

10 With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “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 bow yourself, O my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him, The salvation 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.