Alla le ye n kendeyandi
Dawuda la Jabuuroo. Alla Batudulaa Buŋo* kerekerelaŋ suukuwo.
1 Hee Yaawe*, m be i tentu la le,
kaatu i ye n kanandi le,
aduŋ i maŋ soŋ n jawoolu ye jele n na.
2 Yaawe n na Alla, n kumboota i ye le ka m maakoyi,
aduŋ i ye n kendeyandi le.
3 Hee Yaawe, i ye n tanka kaburoo ma le.
Domandiŋ n si taa dinkoo kono,
bari i ye m murundi baluwo to le.
4 Ali suukuwo laa Yaawe ye,
alitolu mennu mu a la moolu ti.
Ali i miira a ye meŋ ke,
ka a tentu a too la kuliyaa kaŋ.
5 Kaatu a la kamfaa loo mu waatindiŋ ne ti,
bari a la konotodiyaa la mewo mu siyo daŋo le ti.
Kumboo si tara keriŋ noo suutoo,
bari seewoo ka naa le soomandaa.
6 Biriŋ ŋa a loŋ ko m firinta le, n kumata ko,
“Feŋ te m bondi la n noo to fo fawu.”
7 Yaawe, ka bo niŋ i la konotodiyaa la,
i ye n londi le m bambanta, komeŋ konkoo.
Bari biriŋ i ye i ñaa kaasi n na, n jikilateyita le.
8 Yaawe, ŋa i kumandi le,
m Maariyo, n woosiita i ye balafaa la ko,
9 “I be muŋ ne soto la nte la saayaa to?
Nte la taa dinkoo kono,
nafaa le be ite ye wo to baŋ?
Fo bankumunkoo be i tentu la le baŋ?
Fo a be i la beteyaa bambaloo fo noo la le baŋ?
10 Hee Yaawe, i lamoyi n na, i ye balafaa n ye.
Yaawe, ke m maakoyilaa ti.”
11 I ye n na kumboo yelemandi n ye doŋo le ti.
I ye niikuyaa booto funtoo wura n na le,
i ye seewoo dendikoo duŋ n na.
12 Wo to m be i tentu la niŋ suukuwo la le,
aduŋ n te n deyi la.
Hee Yaawe, n na Alla,
m be i jayi la le fo abadaa.
A Prayer of Thanksgiving
1 I praise you, Lord, because you have saved me
and kept my enemies from gloating over me.
2 I cried to you for help, O Lord my God,
and you healed me;
3 you kept me from the grave.
I was on my way to the depths below,
but you restored my life.
4 Sing praise to the Lord,
all his faithful people!
Remember what the Holy One has done,
and give him thanks!
5 His anger lasts only a moment,
his goodness for a lifetime.
Tears may flow in the night,
but joy comes in the morning.
6 I felt secure and said to myself,
“I will never be defeated.”
7 You were good to me, Lord;
you protected me like a mountain fortress.
But then you hid yourself from me,
and I was afraid.
8 I called to you, Lord;
I begged for your help:
9 “What will you gain from my death?
What profit from my going to the grave?
Are dead people able to praise you?
Can they proclaim your unfailing goodness?
10 Hear me, Lord, and be merciful!
Help me, Lord!”
11 You have changed my sadness into a joyful dance;
you have taken away my sorrow
and surrounded me with joy.
12 So I will not be silent;
I will sing praise to you.
Lord, you are my God;
I will give you thanks forever.
