Psalms 71
1 In Thee, O Jehovah, I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed to the age.
A gare ka, ya Ubangiji, na nemi mafaka; kada ka taɓa sa in sha kunya.
2 In Thy righteousness Thou dost deliver me, And dost cause me to escape, Incline unto me Thine ear, and save me.
Ka kuɓutar da ni ka cece ni cikin adalcinka; ka juya kunnenka gare ni ka kuma cece ni.
3 Be to me for a rock — a habitation, To go in continually, Thou hast given command to save me, For my rock and my bulwark [art] Thou.
Ka zama dutsena da kagarata, inda kullum zan je. Ka ba da umarni a cece ni, gama kai ne dutsen ɓuyana da katangata.
4 O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.
Ka cece ni, ya Allahna, daga hannun mugaye, da kuma daga ikon mugaye da masu mugunta.
5 For Thou [art] my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.
Gama kai ne abin sa zuciyata, ya Ubangiji Mai Iko Duka, ƙarfin zuciyata tun ina yaro.
6 By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee [is] my praise continually.
Daga haihuwa na dogara gare ka; kai ka kawo ni daga cikin mahaifiyata. Kullayaumi zan yabe ka.
7 As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou [art] my strong refuge.
Na zama kamar abin sa zuciya ga yawanci, amma kai ne katangata mai ƙarfi.
8 Filled is my mouth [with] Thy praise, All the day [with] Thy beauty.
Bakina ya cika da yabonka, ina furta darajarka dukan yini.
9 Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.
Kada ka yar da ni sa’ad da na tsufa; kada ka yashe ni sa’ad da ƙarfina ya ƙare.
10 For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
Gama abokan gābana suna magana a kaina; waɗanda suke jira su kashe ni suna haɗa baki tare.
11 Saying, 'God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'
Suna cewa, “Allah ya yashe shi; mu fafare shi mu kama shi, gama ba wanda zai kuɓutar da shi.”
12 O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.
Kada ka yi nisa da ni, ya Allah; zo da sauri, ya Allahna, ka taimake ni.
13 They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered [with] reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,
Bari masu zagina su hallaka da kunya; bari waɗanda suke so su cutar da ni su sha ba’a da kuma kunya.
14 And I continually do wait with hope, And have added unto all Thy praise.
Amma game da ni, kullayaumi zan kasance da sa zuciya; zan yabe ka sau da sau.
15 My mouth recounteth Thy righteousness, All the day Thy salvation, For I have not known the numbers.
Bakina zai ba da labarin adalcinka, zai yi maganar cetonka dukan yini, ko da yake ban san yawansa ba.
16 I come in the might of the Lord Jehovah, I mention Thy righteousness — Thine only.
Zan zo in furta in kuma yi shelar ayyukanka masu girma, ya Ubangiji Mai Iko Duka; zan yi shelar adalcinka, naka kaɗai.
17 God, Thou hast taught me from my youth, And hitherto I declare Thy wonders.
Tun ina yaro, ya Allah, ka koya mini har wa yau ina furta ayyukanka masu banmamaki.
18 And also unto old age and grey hairs, O God, forsake me not, Till I declare Thy strength to a generation, To every one that cometh Thy might.
Ko sa’ad da na tsufa da furfura, kada ka yashe ni, ya Allah, sai na furta ikonka ga tsara mai zuwa, ƙarfinka ga dukan waɗanda suke zuwa.
19 And Thy righteousness, O God, [is] unto the heights, Because Thou hast done great things, O God, who [is] like Thee?
Adalcinka ya kai sararin sama, ya Allah, kai da ka yi manyan abubuwa. Wane ne kamar ka, ya Allah?
20 Because Thou hast showed me many and sad distresses, Thou turnest back — Thou revivest me, And from the depths of the earth, Thou turnest back — Thou bringest me up.
Ko da yake ka sa na ga wahaloli, masu yawa da kuma masu ɗaci, za ka sāke mayar mini da rai; daga zurfafan duniya za ka sāke tā da ni.
21 Thou dost increase my greatness, And Thou surroundest — Thou comfortest me,
Za ka ƙara girmana ka sāke ta’azantar da ni.
22 I also thank Thee with a vessel of psaltery, Thy truth, O my God, I sing to Thee with a harp, O Holy One of Israel,
Zan yabe ka da garaya saboda amincinka, ya Allah; zan rera yabo gare ka da molo, Ya Mai Tsarki na Isra’ila.
23 My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to Thee, And my soul that Thou hast redeemed,
Leɓunana za su yi sowa don farin ciki sa’ad da na rera yabo gare ka, ni, wanda ka fansa.
24 My tongue also all the day uttereth Thy righteousness, Because ashamed — because confounded, Have been those seeking my evil!
Harshena zai ba da labarin ayyukanka masu adalci dukan yini, gama waɗanda suka so su cutar da ni sun sha kunya suka kuma rikice.
