¹{[A Psalm] of David.} Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight;

¹ Dawda wane no. Wa Rabbi ay tondi daaro sifa, Nga kaŋ g'ay kambey dondonandi wongu, Ay kambayzey mo tangami.

²My mercy and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdueth my people under me!

² Ay baakasinay suujo nd'ay wongu fu gaabikoono mo no koyne, Ay cinari kuuko nd'ay Faabakwa mo no, Ay korayo no, ay deyaŋ haro mo no, Nga kaŋ g'ay borey daŋ ay dabaro cire no.

³Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?

³ Ya Rabbi, ifo no Adam-ize kaŋ ni ga laakal d'a binde? Boro ize mo, ifo no hala ni ma fongu a gaa?

⁴Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

⁴ Adam-ize ga hima sanda fulanzamay funsuyaŋ hinne, A jirbey mo ga hima sanda bi kaŋ goono ga bisa.

⁵Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke;

⁵ Ya Rabbi, ma ni beeney gungumandi ka zumbu, Ma tondi kuukey ham, kal i ma te dullu.

⁶Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:

⁶ Ma nyalawyaŋ catu ka borey say-say, Ma ni hangawey taŋ hal i boŋ ma haw.

⁷Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,

⁷ Ma ni kambe salle a ma fun beene, M'ay faaba, m'ay soolam ka kaa hari bambatey ra. M'ay faaba yawey kambe ra,

⁸Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁸ Ngey kaŋ yaŋ meyey ga sanni yaamo yaŋ te, I kambe ŋwaarey ya tangari kambe ŋwaari yaŋ no.

⁹O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:

⁹ Ya Irikoy, ay ga baytu taji te ni se. Moolo hamni waykoy boŋ no ay ga sifaw baytuyaŋ te ni se.

¹⁰Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.

¹⁰ Nin no ga bonkooney no faaba. Ni ga ni tamo Dawda faaba k'a kaa takuba laala me ra.

¹¹Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹¹ M'ay faaba k'ay soolam ka kaa yawey kambe ra, Kaŋ yaŋ meyey ga sanni yaamo te. I kambe ŋwaarey ya tangari kambe ŋwaari yaŋ no.

¹²That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace:

¹² Iri ize arey ma ciya sanda tilamyaŋ kaŋ beeri za i zankatara ra, Iri ize wayey mo ma hima faada cinari lokota gaa tondi jabante yaŋ.

¹³Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;

¹³ Iri barmey ma to da nafa kulu dumi, Iri feejey mo ma hay-ka-hay zambarey da dubal-dubal iri kuray nangey ra.

¹⁴Our kine laden [with young]; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.

¹⁴ Iri hawey ma hay-ka-hay, Gunde hasaraw si, mursay si, Bine saray kosongu mo ma si te iri kwaara fondey ra.

¹⁵Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah!

¹⁵ Bine kaani koy yaŋ no borey kaŋ gonda goray woodin dumi. Oho, bine kaani koy yaŋ no borey kaŋ Rabbi no ga ti i Irikoyo.