Psalms 142

1 The understanding of David. A prayer, when he was in the cave. With my voice, I cried out to the Lord. With my voice, I made supplication to the Lord.

Maskil ne ta Dawuda. Sa’ad da yake cikin kogo. Addu’a ce. Na yi kuka mai ƙarfi ga Ubangiji; na tā da muryata ga Ubangiji neman jinƙai.

2 In his sight, I pour out my prayer, and before him, I declare my tribulation.

Na kawo gunagunina a gabansa; a gabansa na faɗa wahalata.

3 Though my spirit may become faint within me, even then, you have known my paths. Along this way, which I have been walking, they have hidden a snare for me.

Sa’ad da ƙarfina ya kāre a cikina, kai ne wanda ya san hanyata. A hanyar da nake tafiya mutane sun kafa mini tarko.

4 I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.

Duba ta damata ka gani; babu wanda ya kula da ni. Ba ni da mafaka; babu wanda ya kula da raina.

5 I cried out to you, O Lord. I said: You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

Na yi kuka gare ka, ya Ubangiji; Na ce, “Kai ne mafakata, rabona a ƙasar masu rai.”

6 Attend to my supplication. For I have been humbled exceedingly. Free me from my persecutors, for they have been fortified against me.

Ka saurari kukata, gama ina cikin matsananciyar bukata; ka cece ni daga waɗanda suke fafarata, gama sun fi ni ƙarfi sosai.

7 Lead my soul out of confinement in order to confess your name. The just are waiting for me, until you repay me.

Ka’yantar da ni daga kurkuku, don in yabi sunanka. Ta haka masu adalci za su taru kewaye da ni saboda alherinka gare ni.