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.
Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Maskil ne na’Ya’yan Kora maza. Kamar yadda barewa take marmarin ruwan rafuffuka, haka raina yake marmarinka, ya Allah.
2 My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
Raina yana ƙishin Allah, Allah mai rai. Yaushe zan tafi in sadu da Allah ne?
3 My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Hawayena ne sun zama abincina dare da rana, yayinda mutane suke ce da ni dukan yini, “Ina Allahnka ɗin?”
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!
Waɗannan abubuwa ne nakan tuna sa’ad da nake faɗin abin da yake a raina, yadda dā nakan tafi tare da taron jama’a, ina bishe su a jere zuwa gidan Allah, da sowa ta farin ciki da kuma godiya a cikin taron biki.
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!
Me ya sa kake baƙin ciki, ya raina? Me ya sa ka damu a cikina? Ka dogara ga Allah, gama zai sāke yabe shi, Mai Cetona da kuma Allahna.
6 My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount Mizar.
Raina yana baƙin ciki a cikina; saboda haka zan tuna da kai daga ƙasar Urdun, a ƙwanƙolin Hermon, daga Dutsen Mizar.
7 Deep is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.
Zurfi kan kira zurfi cikin rurin matsirgar ruwanka; dukan raƙuma da igiyoyi sun sha kaina.
8 By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
Da rana Ubangiji yakan nuna ƙaunarsa, da dare waƙarsa tana tare da ni, addu’a ga Allah na raina.
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”
Na ce wa Allah Dutsena, “Me ya sa ka manta da ni? Me zai sa in yi ta yawo ina makoki, a danne a hannun abokin gāba?”
10 With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Ƙasusuwana suna jin jiki da wahala yayinda maƙiyana suna mini ba’a, suna ce mini dukan yini, “Ina Allahnka ɗin?”
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!
Me ya sa kake baƙin ciki, ya raina? Me ya sa ka damu a cikina? Ka dogara ga Allah, gama zai sāke yabe shi, Mai Cetona da kuma Allahna.
