Sabuurradii 42
1 Sida deeradu biyaha durdurka ugu harraaddo, Ayay naftaydu kuugu harraaddaa, Ilaahayow.
To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
2 Naftaydu waxay u oomman tahay Ilaah, kaasoo ah Ilaaha nool. Goormaan u tegi doonaa oo aan Ilaah hortiisa ka muuqan doonaa?
My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?
3 Habeen iyo maalinba waxaa cunto ii noqday ilmadaydii, Intay had iyo goorba i leeyihiin, Ilaahaagu meeh?
My teares haue bin my meate day and night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
4 Haddaba waan qarracmaa markaan soo xusuusto waxyaalahan, Sidaan guutada u raaci jiray, oo aan iyaga ugu hor kici jiray guriga Ilaah, Annagoo ku heesayna cod farxad ah iyo ammaan, oo ah dad fara badan oo iidaya.
When I remembred these things, I powred out my very heart, because I had gone with the multitude, and ledde them into the House of God with the voyce of singing, and prayse, as a multitude that keepeth a feast.
5 Naftaydoy, bal maxaad u murugaysan tahay? Oo bal maxaad gudahayga ugu rabshaysan tahay? Ilaah ku kalsoonow, waayo, weli waxaan isaga u ammaanayaa caawimaadda wejigiisa.
Why art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.
6 Ilaahayow, naftaydu waa igu murugaysan tahay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed waxaan ka xusuusnahay dalkii Urdun, Iyo fiiqfiiqyada Buur Xermoon iyo Buur Miscaar.
My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.
7 Moolba mool buu u yeedhaa markay biya dhacu qaylinayaan, Hirarkaagii iyo mawjadahaagii oo dhammu dushayday mareen.
One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.
8 Laakiinse Rabbigu maalinnimada wuxuu soo diri doonaa raxmaddiisa, Oo habeennimadana waxaa ila jiri doona gabaygiisa, Iyo baryootanka aan Ilaaha noloshayda baryo.
The Lord will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto the God of my life.
9 Waxaan Ilaaha dhagaxayga weyn ah ku odhan doonaa, Bal maxaad ii illowday? Dulmiga cadowga daraaddiis bal maxaan ula sii cabaadaa?
I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
10 Sida iyadoo seefu lafahayga burburinayso, ayaa cadaawayaashaydu i caayaan, Intay had iyo goorba i leeyihiin, Ilaahaagu meeh?
My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?
11 Naftaydoy, bal maxaad u murugaysan tahay? Oo bal maxaad gudahayga ugu rabshaysan tahay? Ilaah ku kalsoonow, waayo, weli waxaan ammaanayaa Isagoo ah caawimaadda wejigayga iyo Ilaahay.
Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, and my God.
