Zabura 30
1 Zabura ce. Wata waƙa. Don keɓewar haikali. Ta Dawuda. Zan girmama ka Ya Ubangiji, gama ka tsamo ni daga zurfafa ba ka bar abokan gābana sun yi farin ciki a kaina ba.
“A psalm, a song at the dedication of the temple, of David.” I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.
2 Ya Ubangiji Allahna, na yi kira gare ka don taimako ka kuwa warkar da ni.
O Lord my God, I cried loudly unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 Ya Ubangiji, ka dawo da ni daga kabari; ka kiyaye ni daga gangarawa zuwa cikin rami. (Sheol h7585)
O Lord, thou hast brought up from the nether world my soul: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Ku rera ga Ubangiji, ku tsarkakansa; ku yabi sunansa mai tsarki.
Sing unto the Lord, O ye his pious ones, and give thanks to the memorial of his holiness.
5 Gama fushinsa na ɗan lokaci ne amma alherinsa har matuƙa ne; mai yiwuwa a yi kuka da dare amma farin ciki kan zo da safe.
For his anger is momentary, [but] life is in his favor: in the evening [cometh] weeping to stay for a night, but in the morning, there is joyful song.
6 Sa’ad da nake lafiya, na ce, “Ba zan jijjigu ba.”
And I had said indeed in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 Ya Ubangiji, sa’ad da ka yi mini alheri, ka sa katangar dutsena ya tsaya daram; amma sa’ad da ka ɓoye fuskarka, sai in cika da tsoro.
Lord, by thy favor hadst thou caused my mountain to stand in strength: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was terrified.
8 A gare ka, ya Ubangiji, na yi kira; a gare ka Ubangiji na yi kukan neman jinƙai.
Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.
9 “Wace riba ce a hallakata, a kuma gangarawa ta zuwa cikin rami? Ƙura za tă yabe ka ne? Za tă iya yin shelar amincinka?
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the grave? Shall the dust thank thee? shall it announce thy truth?
10 Ka ji, ya Ubangiji, ka kuwa yi mini jinƙai; Ya Ubangiji, ka zama taimakona.”
Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me: Lord, be thou a helper unto me.
11 Ka mai da kukata ta zama rawa; ka tuɓe rigar makokina ka sa mini na farin ciki,
Thou hast changed my mourning into dancing for me; thou hast loosened my sack-cloth, and girded me with joy.
12 don zuciyata za tă iya rera gare ka ba kuwa za tă yi shiru ba. Ya Ubangiji Allahna, zan yi maka godiya har abada.
To the end that my glorious soul may sing praise to thee, and never be silent. O Lord my God, for ever will I give thanks unto thee.
