Psalms 138

1 David’s. I will give thee thanks with all my heart, Before the messengers of God, will I praise thee in song:

Ta Dawuda. Zan yabe ka, ya Ubangiji, da dukan zuciyata; a gaban “alloli” zan rera yabo.

2 I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

Zan rusuna ta wajen haikalinka mai tsarki zan kuma yabi sunanka saboda ƙaunarka da amincinka, saboda ka ɗaukaka a bisa kome sunanka da kuma maganarka.

3 In the day I cried unto thee, then didst thou answer me, and didst excite me, in my soul, mightily.

Sa’ad da na kira, ka amsa mini; ka sa na zama mai ƙarfin hali ka kuma ƙarfafa ni.

4 All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

Bari dukan sarakunan duniya su yabe ka, ya Ubangiji, sa’ad da suka ji maganganun bakinka.

5 And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

Bari su rera game da hanyoyin Ubangiji, gama ɗaukakar Ubangiji da girma take.

6 Though lofty is Yahweh, yet, the lowly, he regardeth, but, the haughty—afar off, doth he acknowledge.

Ko da yake Ubangiji yana bisa, yakan dubi kāsassu, amma tun da nesa ya san masu girman kai.

7 Though I walk in the midst of distress, thou wilt give me life, —Because of the anger of my foes, thou wilt thrust forth thy hand, and thy right hand, will save me:

Ko da na yi tafiya a tsakiyar wahala, kana kiyaye raina; ka miƙa hannunka a kan fushin maƙiyana, da hannunka na dama ka cece ni.

8 Yahweh, will carry through my cause, —O Yahweh! thy lovingkindness, is age-abiding, The works of thine own hands, do not thou desert.

Ubangiji zai cika manufarsa a kaina; ƙaunarka, ya Ubangiji, madawwamiya ce har abada, kada ka ƙyale ayyukan hannuwanka.