I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
Ndithe ndakuva, saxuxuzela isisu sam, Umlomo wam wabebezela seso sithonga; Kwangena impehla emathanjeni am, ndagungqa apho ndimi khona; Ukuba ndilindele imini yembandezelo, Eza ebantwini oya kubangenela.