1 A s the deer desires rivers of water, so my soul desires You, O God.

Sida deeradu biyaha durdurka ugu harraaddo, Ayay naftaydu kuugu harraaddaa, Ilaahayow.

2 M y soul is thirsty for God, for the living God. When will I come and meet with God?

Naftaydu waxay u oomman tahay Ilaah, kaasoo ah Ilaaha nool. Goormaan u tegi doonaa oo aan Ilaah hortiisa ka muuqan doonaa?

3 M y tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

Habeen iyo maalinba waxaa cunto ii noqday ilmadaydii, Intay had iyo goorba i leeyihiin, Ilaahaagu meeh?

4 T hese things I remember, and I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go with many people and lead them to the house of God, with the voice of thankful joy, among the many happy people.

Haddaba waan qarracmaa markaan soo xusuusto waxyaalahan, Sidaan guutada u raaci jiray, oo aan iyaga ugu hor kici jiray guriga Ilaah, Annagoo ku heesayna cod farxad ah iyo ammaan, oo ah dad fara badan oo iidaya.

5 W hy are you sad, O my soul? Why have you become troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will praise Him again for His help of being near me.

Naftaydoy, bal maxaad u murugaysan tahay? Oo bal maxaad gudahayga ugu rabshaysan tahay? Ilaah ku kalsoonow, waayo, weli waxaan isaga u ammaanayaa caawimaadda wejigiisa.

6 O my God, my soul is troubled within me. So I remember You from the land of the Jordan and the tops of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

Ilaahayow, naftaydu waa igu murugaysan tahay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed waxaan ka xusuusnahay dalkii Urdun, Iyo fiiqfiiqyada Buur Xermoon iyo Buur Miscaar.

7 S ea calls to sea at the sound of Your waterfalls. All Your waves have rolled over me.

Moolba mool buu u yeedhaa markay biya dhacu qaylinayaan, Hirarkaagii iyo mawjadahaagii oo dhammu dushayday mareen.

8 T he Lord will send His loving-kindness in the day. And His song will be with me in the night, a prayer to the God of my life.

Laakiinse Rabbigu maalinnimada wuxuu soo diri doonaa raxmaddiisa, Oo habeennimadana waxaa ila jiri doona gabaygiisa, Iyo baryootanka aan Ilaaha noloshayda baryo.

9 I will say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I have sorrow because those who hate me come against me with power?”

Waxaan Ilaaha dhagaxayga weyn ah ku odhan doonaa, Bal maxaad ii illowday? Dulmiga cadowga daraaddiis bal maxaan ula sii cabaadaa?

10 A s a breaking of my bones, those who hate me speak sharp words to me. All day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”

Sida iyadoo seefu lafahayga burburinayso, ayaa cadaawayaashaydu i caayaan, Intay had iyo goorba i leeyihiin, Ilaahaagu meeh?

11 W hy are you sad, O my soul? Why have you become troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my help and my God.

Naftaydoy, bal maxaad u murugaysan tahay? Oo bal maxaad gudahayga ugu rabshaysan tahay? Ilaah ku kalsoonow, waayo, weli waxaan ammaanayaa Isagoo ah caawimaadda wejigayga iyo Ilaahay.