Psalms 13

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Zabura ta Dawuda. Har yaushe, ya Ubangiji? Za ka manta da ni har abada ne? Har yaushe za ka ɓoye fuskarka daga gare ni?

2 How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?

Har yaushe zan yi kokawa da tunanina kuma kowace rana in kasance da damuwa a zuciyata? Har yaushe abokin gābana zai yi nasara a kaina?

3 Beholde, and heare mee, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, that I sleepe not in death:

Ka dube ni ka amsa mini, ya Ubangiji Allahna. Ka ba da haske ga fuskata, ko in yi barci cikin mutuwa;

4 Lest mine enemie say, I haue preuailed against him: and they that afflict me, reioyce when I slide.

abokin gābana zai ce, “Na sha ƙarfinsa,” kuma abokan gābana za su yi murna sa’ad da na fāɗi.

5 But I trust in thy mercie: mine heart shall reioyce in thy saluation:

Amma na dogara a kan ƙaunarka marar ƙarewa; zuciyata tana farin ciki a cikin cetonka.

6 I will sing to the Lord, because he hath delt louingly with me.

Zan rera ga Ubangiji gama ya yi mini alheri.