Psalms 22
1 For the chief musician; set to “The rhythm of the deer.” A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far from saving me and far from the words of my anguish?
Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Da salon “Matar Zomon Safiya.” Zabura ta Dawuda. Ya Allahna, ya Allahna, don me ka yashe ni? Me ya sa ka yi nisa da cetona, ka yi nesa daga kalmomin nishina?
2 My God, I cry out in the daytime, but you do not answer, and at night I am not silent!
Ya Allahna, na yi kuka da rana, amma ba ka amsa ba, da dare kuma ban yi shiru ba.
3 Yet you are holy; you sit as king with the praises of Israel.
Duk da haka kana a kursiyi a matsayin Mai Tsarkin nan; kai ne yabon Isra’ila.
4 Our ancestors trusted in you; they trusted in you, and you rescued them.
A gare ka ne kakanninmu suka sa bege; sun dogara ka kuwa cece su.
5 They cried to you and they were rescued. They trusted in you and were not disappointed.
Sun yi kuka gare ka suka kuma sami ceto; a gare ka suka dogara kuma ba su sha kunya ba.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, a disgrace to humanity and despised by the people.
Amma ni dai tsutsa ne ba mutum ba, wanda mutane suke yi wa ba’a suka kuma rena shi.
7 All those who see me taunt me; they mock me; they shake their heads at me.
Duk wanda ya gan ni yakan yi mini ba’a; suna yin mini ashar, suna kaɗa kansu suna cewa,
8 They say, “He trusts in Yahweh; let Yahweh rescue him. Let him rescue him, for he delights in him.”
“Ya dogara ga Ubangiji; bari Ubangiji yă cece shi. Bari yă cece shi, da yake yana jin daɗinsa.”
9 For you brought me from the womb; you made me trust you when I was on my mother's breasts.
Duk da haka ka fitar da ni daga ciki; ka sa na dogara gare ka, ko ma a ƙirjin mahaifiyata.
10 I have been thrown on you from the womb; you are my God since I was in my mother's womb!
Daga haihuwa an jefa ni a kanka; daga cikin mahaifiyata kai ne Allahna.
11 Do not be far away from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to help.
Kada ka yi nesa da ni, gama wahala na kusa kuma babu wani da zai taimaka.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan surround me.
Bijimai masu yawa sun kewaye ni; bijimai masu ƙarfi na Bashan sun sa ni a tsaka.
13 They open their mouths wide against me like a roaring lion ripping its victim.
Zakoki masu ruri suna yayyage abin da suka kama sun buɗe bakunansu a kaina.
14 I am being poured out like water, and all my bones are dislocated. My heart is like wax; it melts away within my inner parts.
An zubar da ni kamar ruwa, kuma dukan ƙasusuwana sun fiffito daga mahaɗai. Zuciyata ta zama kaki; ta narke a cikina.
15 My strength has dried up like a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have laid me in the dust of death.
Ƙarfina ya bushe kamar kasko, harshena kuma ya manne wa dasashina na sama; ka kwantar da ni a ƙurar mutuwa.
16 For dogs have surrounded me; a company of evildoers has encircled me; they have pierced my hands and my feet.
Karnuka sun kewaye ni; ƙungiyar mugaye sun sa ni a tsaka, sun soki hannuwana da ƙafafuna.
17 I can count all my bones. They look and stare at me.
Zan iya ƙirga ƙasusuwana; mutane suna farin ciki a kaina.
18 They divide my garments among themselves, they cast lots for my clothes.
Sun raba rigunana a tsakaninsu suka kuma jefa ƙuri’a a kan rigunana.
19 Do not be far away, Yahweh; please hurry to help me, my strength!
Amma kai, ya Ubangiji, kada ka yi nisa; Ya Ƙarfina zo da sauri don ka taimake ni.
20 Rescue my soul from the sword, my only life from the claws of wild dogs.
Ka ceci raina daga takobi, raina mai daraja daga ikon karnuka.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth; rescue me from the horns of the wild oxen.
Ka cece ni daga bakin zakoki; ka cece ni daga ƙahonin ɓauna.
22 I will declare your name to my brothers; in the midst of the assembly I will praise you.
Zan furta sunanka ga’yan’uwana; cikin taron masu sujada zan yabe ka.
23 You who fear Yahweh, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, honor him! Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel!
Ku da kuke tsoron Ubangiji, ku yabe shi! Dukanku zuriyar Yaƙub, ku girmama shi! Ku girmama shi, dukanku zuriyar Isra’ila!
24 For he has not despised or abhorred the suffering of the afflicted one; Yahweh has not hidden his face from him; when the afflicted one cried to him, he heard.
Gama bai rena ko yă ƙyale wahalar masu shan wuya ba; bai ɓoye fuskarsa daga gare shi ba amma ya saurari kukansa na neman taimako.
25 My praise will be because of you in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear him.
Daga gare ka yabona yake zuwa cikin babban taro; a gaban waɗanda suke tsoronka zan cika alkawarina.
26 The oppressed will eat and be satisfied; those who seek Yahweh will praise him. May your hearts live forever.
Matalauta za su ci su ƙoshi; su da suke neman Ubangiji za su yabe shi, bari zukatanku su rayu har abada!
27 All the peoples of the earth will remember and turn to Yahweh; all the families of the nations will bow down before you.
Dukan iyakokin duniya za su tuna su kuma juya ga Ubangiji, kuma dukan iyalan al’ummai za su rusuna a gabansa,
28 For the kingdom is Yahweh's; he is the ruler over the nations.
gama mulki na Ubangiji ne kuma yana mulki a bisa al’ummai.
29 All the prosperous people of the earth will feast and will worship; all those who are descending into the dust will bow before him, those who cannot preserve their own lives.
Dukan attajiran duniya za su yi biki su kuma yi sujada; dukan waɗanda suka gangara zuwa ƙura za su durƙusa a gabansa, waɗanda ba za su iya bar kansu da rai ba.
30 A generation to come will serve him; they will tell the next generation of the Lord.
Zuriya masu zuwa za su yi masa hidima; za a faɗa wa zuriya na nan gaba game da Ubangiji.
31 They will come and tell of his righteousness; they will tell to a people not yet born what he has done!
Za su yi shelar adalcinsa ga mutanen da ba a riga an haifa ba, gama ya aikata shi.
