Psalms 30

1 A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.

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.

2 O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.

Ya Ubangiji Allahna, na yi kira gare ka don taimako ka kuwa warkar da ni.

3 Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Ya Ubangiji, ka dawo da ni daga kabari; ka kiyaye ni daga gangarawa zuwa cikin rami. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.

Ku rera ga Ubangiji, ku tsarkakansa; ku yabi sunansa mai tsarki.

5 For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.

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.

6 But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”

Sa’ad da nake lafiya, na ce, “Ba zan jijjigu ba.”

7 O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.

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.

8 To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.

A gare ka, ya Ubangiji, na yi kira; a gare ka Ubangiji na yi kukan neman jinƙai.

9 What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?

“Wace riba ce a hallakata, a kuma gangarawa ta zuwa cikin rami? Ƙura za tă yabe ka ne? Za tă iya yin shelar amincinka?

10 The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.

Ka ji, ya Ubangiji, ka kuwa yi mini jinƙai; Ya Ubangiji, ka zama taimakona.”

11 You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.

Ka mai da kukata ta zama rawa; ka tuɓe rigar makokina ka sa mini na farin ciki,

12 So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.

don zuciyata za tă iya rera gare ka ba kuwa za tă yi shiru ba. Ya Ubangiji Allahna, zan yi maka godiya har abada.