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 Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s. I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, —and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Ya Ubangiji Allahna, na yi kira gare ka don taimako ka kuwa warkar da ni.
O Yahweh, my God, I cried for help 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 Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Ku rera ga Ubangiji, ku tsarkakansa; ku yabi sunansa mai tsarki.
Sweep the strings to Yahweh, ye his men of lovingkindness, and give ye praise at the mention 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 there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning,’tis a Shout of Triumph!
6 Sa’ad da nake lafiya, na ce, “Ba zan jijjigu ba.”
But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!
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.
O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong, —Thou didst hide thy face—I was dismayed!
8 A gare ka, ya Ubangiji, na yi kira; a gare ka Ubangiji na yi kukan neman jinƙai.
Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, —and, unto My Lord, do 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 in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?
10 Ka ji, ya Ubangiji, ka kuwa yi mini jinƙai; Ya Ubangiji, ka zama taimakona.”
Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become 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 turned my lamentation, into a dance for me, —Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:
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 mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.
