Saasaatoo la duwaa, ka Alla la maakoyiroo ñini
Meŋ be suukuulaa ñaatonkayaa la: Dawuda la Jabuuroo le mu.
1 Neemoo be moo le ye meŋ ka moo koririŋolu hati,
Yaawe* be a tankandi la le mantooroo waatoo la.
2 Yaawe be a tanka la le ka a tu baluwo to.
A be neema la a ma bankoo kaŋ ne.
A te a tu la a jawoolu ye ì sawoo soto a la.
3 Yaawe le be a deemaa la niŋ saasaa ye a landi,
ate le be a murundi la jaatikendeyaa to.
4 Nte kumata le ko, “Hee Yaawe, hiina n na,
i ye n kendeyandi,
kaatu ŋa junuboo le ke i la.”
5 N jawoolu ka kuma jawoolu le fo m ma ko,
“Muna a te faa la baŋ,
fo a too si buruka fereŋ?”
6 Niŋ meŋ naata n juubee,
a ka kuma kenseŋolu le fo,
wo ye a tara jawuyaa le be faariŋ a sondomoo kono.
Niŋ a fintita banta,
a ka taa danteeroo le la taariŋ.
7 Mennu bee ye n koŋ ka n na kuwo dukuduku ñoo ye le.
Ì ka kuu jawoo le ŋaniya n ye.
8 Ì ka a fo le ko, “Kooroo le kupita a kaŋ,
a te wuli la a noo to kotenke.”
9 Hani n teeri kendoo, n laata meŋ na,
n niŋ a ka deŋ n na domoroo la,
a yelemata n jawoo ti le.
10 Dukaree Yaawe, balafaa n ye,
i ye n kendeyandi, fo n si n joo ì to.
11 Ŋa a loŋ ñiŋ ne to ko,
n na kuwo ye i kontaani le,
bayiri n jawoolu te a fo la ko,
ì ye i kutu n na le.
12 I ye i buloo duŋ n koto le,
n na sootaaribaliyaa kaŋ,
aduŋ i ye n sabatindi i fee le fo fawu.
13 Tentoo be Yaawe ye, Banisirayila la Alla,
ka bo saayiŋ ka taa fo abadaa.
Amiin! Amiin!
(A psalm by David for the music leader.)
A Prayer in Time of Sickness
1 You, Lord God, bless everyone
who cares for the poor,
and you rescue those people
in times of trouble.
2 You protect them
and keep them alive.
You make them happy here
in this land,
and you don't hand them over
to their enemies.
3 You always heal them
and restore their strength
when they are sick.
4 I prayed, “Have pity, Lord!
Heal me, though I have sinned
against you.”
5 My vicious enemies ask me,
“When will you die
and be forgotten?”
6 When visitors come,
all they ever bring
are worthless words,
and when they leave,
they spread gossip.
7 My enemies whisper about me.
They think the worst,
8 and they say,
“You have some fatal disease!
You'll never get well.”
9 My most trusted friend
has turned against me,
though he ate at my table.
10 Have pity, Lord! Heal me,
so I can pay them back.
11 Then my enemies
won't defeat me,
and I will know
that you really care.
12 You have helped me
because I am innocent,
and you will always
be close to my side.
13 You, the Lord God of Israel,
will be praised forever!
Amen and amen.
