Zabura 144
1 Ta Dawuda. Yabo ya tabbata ga Ubangiji dutsena, wanda ya horar da hannuwana don yaƙi, yatsotsina don faɗa.
A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, who teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
2 Shi ne Allah mai ƙaunata da kuma kagarata, katangata da mai cetona, garkuwata, wanda nake neman mafaka daga gare shi, wanda ya sa mutane a ƙarƙashina.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3 Ya Ubangiji, wane ne mutum da ka kula da shi, ɗan mutum da har za ka yi tunaninsa?
LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
4 Mutum yana kama da numfashi; kwanakinsa suna wucewa kamar inuwa.
Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5 Ka tsage sammanka, ya Ubangiji, ka sauko; ka taɓa duwatsu, domin su yi hayaƙi.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Ka aiko da walƙiya ka watsar da abokan gāba; ka karɓa kibiyoyinka ka sa su gudu.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot thy arrows, and destroy them.
7 Ka miƙa hannunka daga bisa; ka cece ni ka kuma kuɓutar da ni daga manyan ruwaye, daga hannuwan baƙi
Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of foreigners;
8 waɗanda bakunansu sun cika da ƙarya, waɗanda hannuwansu na dama masu ruɗu ne.
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Zan rera sabuwar waƙa gare ka, ya Allah; a kan molo mai tsirkiya goma zan yi maka kiɗi,
I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee.
10 ga Wannan wanda yake ba wa sarakuna nasara, wanda ya cece bawansa Dawuda. Daga takobin kisa.
It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Ka cece ni ka kuma kuɓutar da ni daga hannuwan baƙi waɗanda bakunansu sun cika da ƙarya, waɗanda hannuwansu na dama masu ruɗu ne.
Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
12 Ta haka’ya’yanmu maza a ƙuruciyarsu za su zama kamar tsire-tsiren da aka kula da su,’ya’yanmu mata kuma za su zama kamar ginshiƙai da sassaƙa don adon fada.
That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
13 Rumbunanmu za su cika da kowane irin tanadi. Tumakinmu za su ƙaru ninki dubu, ninki dubu goma-goma a filayenmu;
That our barns may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
14 shanunmu za su ja kaya masu nauyi. Ba za a sami tashin hankali a katangarmu ba, ba zuwan zaman bauta, ba jin kukan damuwa a titunanmu.
That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
15 Masu albarka ne mutanen da wannan zai zama haka; masu albarka ne mutanen da Allah ne Ubangiji.
Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
