ǃHūsabe-i di ǀgores
(Psalm 42 di ǃkharuǃkharus)1 Elotse, ǂhanu-aise ǀgoraǃgâ te,
î ti ǁhōba ǂhanuoǃnâ ǃhaos ǃoagu ǂnoaba te re,
ǀhôagaoǃnâ tsî ǂhanuoǃnâ khoena xu ore te re.
2 Sats ge ǁnā Elots, ǁîts ǃoa ta ra ǁhaiǁhâtsa.
Tare-i ǃaromats ge ǂhara te?
Tare-i ǃaroma ta ǃoab ǃnâ nî hâ,
khākhoeb xa ra ǁgâiǀāhese?
3 Sa ǃnâb tsî sa amab tsîkha sîǂui re,
î kha tita ǂgaeǂgui,
î kha sa ǃanusib ǃhommi
tsî sa ǁanǃkhaib ǃoa ǂgaeǂguisī te.
4 O ta ge Elob di altars tawa nî sī,
Elob dib a ti ǃgâiaǂgaoba xuige,
tsî ta ge ti harps ǀkha ti Eloba nî gangan.
5 Tarexas kha ǃoa hâ ti ǀomse?
Tarexas a sâoǃnâ?
Elob ai ǂgomaiǂnûi re,
ǁîba ta ge nî koa,
huib âb ǃaroma.
1 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.
2 For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
3 O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.
4 Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.
5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
