< Sabuurradii 61 >

1 Ilaahow, qayladayda maqal, Oo baryadaydana dhegta u dhig.
To the chief music-maker. On a corded instrument. Of David. Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.
2 Markii qalbigaygu itaal darnaado, waxaan kaaga qayshan doonaa darafka dhulka ugu shisheeya, Ii hoggaami dhagaxa iga dheer.
From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me.
3 Waayo, waxaad ii ahayd magangal, Iyo qalcad adag oo aan cadowga ka galo.
For you have been my secret place, and my high tower from those who made war on me.
4 Anigu weligayba waxaan degganaan doonaa taambuuggaaga, Oo waxaan magangeli doonaa baalashaada meeshooda qarsoon. (Selaah)
I will make your tent my resting-place for ever: I will keep myself under the cover of your wings. (Selah)
5 Waayo, Ilaahow, nidarradaydii waad maqashay, Oo waxaad i siisay kuwa magacaaga ka cabsada dhaxalkooda.
For you, O God, have made answer to my prayers; you have given me the heritage of those who give honour to your name.
6 Boqorka noloshiisa waad dheeraynaysaa, Oo cimrigiisuna wuxuu noqon doonaa sida qarniyo badan.
You will give the king long life; and make his years go on through the generations.
7 Oo weligiisba wuxuu joogi doonaa Ilaah hortiisa, Raxmad iyo run u diyaari, inay isaga dhawraan.
May the seat of his authority be before God for ever; may mercy and righteousness keep him safe.
8 Markaasaan weligayba magacaaga ammaan ugu gabyi doonaa, Si aan maalin kasta nidarradayda u oofiyo.
So will I make songs in praise of your name for ever, giving to God that which is right day by day.

< Sabuurradii 61 >