Psalms 144
1 Blessed be Jehovah, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight,
Faarfannaa Daawit. Waaqayyo kattaa koo, isa harka koo waraanaaf, quba koos lolaaf leenjisu sanaaf galanni haa gaʼu.
2 my loving kindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues my people under me.
Inni Waaqa na jaallatuu fi daʼoo koo ti; iddoo ani itti daʼadhuu fi fayyisaa koo ti. Gaachana koo, iddoo ani itti kooluu galu, kan na jalatti saba naaf bulchuu dha.
3 Jehovah, what is man, that thou take knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou make account of him?
Yaa Waaqayyo, akka ati waaʼee isaa yaadduuf, namni maali? Akka ati isaaf yaadduuf ilmi namaa maali?
4 Man is like vanity. His days are as a shadow that passes away.
Namni akkuma qilleensa shuf jedhee darbuuti, barri isaas akkuma gaaddisa darbuu ti.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Yaa Waaqayyo, samiiwwan kee tarsaasii gad buʼi; akka aarri isaan keessaa yaaʼuufis tulluuwwan tuqi.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them. Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
Bakakkaa ergiitii diina bittinneessi; xiyya kee darbadhuutii isaan balleessi.
7 Stretch forth thy hand from above. Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of aliens,
Ol gubbaadhaa harka kee gad hiixadhuutii bishaan jabaa jalaa, harka alagaa duraas, na baasi; na oolchis;
8 whose mouth speaks deceit, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
warra afaan isaanii sobaan guutame, warra harki isaanii mirgaa nama dogoggorsu duraa na baasi.
9 I will sing a new song to thee, O God. Upon a psaltery of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
Yaa Waaqi, ani faarfannaa haaraa siif nan faarfadha; kiraara ribuu kudhaniitiinis siifin weeddisa;
10 Thou are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David his servant from the hurtful sword.
isa moototaaf moʼannoo kennuuf, isa garbicha isaa Daawitin goraadee nama ajjeesu jalaa baasuuf nan faarfadha.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaks deceit, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Harka Ormootaa duraa, warra afaan isaanii sobaan guutame, warra harki isaanii mirgaa nama dogoggorsu jalaa na baasi; na oolchis.
12 That our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, and our daughters as cornerstones hewn according to the fashion of a palace,
Ilmaan keenya dargaggummaa isaanii keessatti, akka biqiltuu tolee guddatee haa taʼan; intallan keenyas akka utubaa golee, kan masaraa mootummaa miidhagsuuf soofamee haa taʼan.
13 our garners are full, affording all manner of store, our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields,
Gombisaawwan keenya, midhaan gosa garaa garaatiin haa guutaman. Hoolonni keenya kumaatama haa dhalan; dirree keenya irrattis kumaatama kudhaniin haa baayʼatan;
14 our oxen are well laden, no breaking in, and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets,
loon keenya haa dorroban hin gatatin yookaan yeroo malee hin dhalin; boojiʼamuunis hin jiraatin; wawwaachuunis karaa keenya irratti hin dhagaʼamin.
15 blessed are the people who are in such a case. Blessed are the people whose God is Jehovah.
Warri eebbi kun taʼeef haa gammadan; warri Waaqayyo Waaqa isaanii taʼeef eebbifamoo dha.
