Psalms 42

1 To the Chief Musician. An Instructive Psalm for the Sons of Korah. As, the hart, cometh panting up to the channels of water, So my soul, panteth for thee, 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 thirsteth for God, for a GOD who liveth, —When shall I enter in, 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 tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

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

4 These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise.—a throng keeping festival.

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 shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And [why] shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.

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 God! over myself, my soul is cast down, —For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

Yuusso, y antijo esta dumilog gui jinalomjo; pot enao na jujajasojao desde y tano guiya Jordan, yan Hermonitas, desde y egso Misar.

7 Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.

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

8 By day, will Yahweh command his lovingkindness, And, in the night, shall His song be with me, My prayer be 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 will say onto GOD, —my rock, Wherefore hast thou forgotten me? Wherefore in gloom should I go, because of oppression by the enemy?

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

10 With a crushing of my bones, have my adversaries reproached me, —While they keep saying unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

Parejoja yan y espada gui telangjo, y enemigujo mamofeayo, anae ilegñija cada jaane nu guajo: Mano nae gaegue y Yuusmo?

11 Why shouldst thou be sat down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence 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.