8 Dzagbwe naiha na kuririra kuterywa, ela ye nkupuza mavoyo gangu.
Dzagbwe nakota kululu, ‘Nkahenderwa fujo!’ ela taphana anijibuye, dzagbwe nakota kululu niterywe, ela taphana haki bii.
Ee! Mlungu, nakuririra, ela kunilavukiza, ninaima mberezo ela hata kunilola.
Nkukuiha mutsi, Mlungu wangu, ela kunijibu; nkukuiha usiku, ela sioya.
Ee Mwenyezi Mlungu, Mlungu wa majeshi, undatsukirirwa mavoyo ga atuo hadi rini?
Ukaodzala tsukizi na kuhuzoresa, nawe ukahuolaga bila mbazi.
Ukadzifwinika ingu ili mavoyo gehu gasiweze kutsupa.
Vino we Mwenyezi Mlungu, nikuririre hadi rini ndipho unisikire? Ninakota kululu uhutivye na fujo, ela kuhutivya.
Iriphofika kama saa tisiya, Jesu warira kululu, achiamba, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabakithani?” Manage ni, “Mlungu wangu, Mlungu wangu, mbona ukaniricha?”
Mana chila avoyaye nkuhewa, aendzaye nkuphaha, na apigaye hodi nkuvugurirwa.