Psalms 142

1 A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

Maaskiilii Daawit Ani gara Waaqayyotti nan iyya; sagalee kootiinis fuula Waaqayyoo duratti waammata koo nan dhiʼeeffadha.

2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

Ani guungummii koo fuula isaa duratti nan dhangalaasa; dhibee koos fuula isaa duratti nan himadha.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

Yeroof hafuurri koo na keessatti laafu, situ karaa koo beeka. Namoonni daandii ani deemu irra, kiyyoo naa kaaʼaniiru.

4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

Gara mirga koo ilaali; argis; namni naa yaadu tokko iyyuu hin jiru; ani iddoon itti kooluu galu tokko illee hin qabu; namni jireenya kootiif yaadus hin jiru.

5 I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

Yaa Waaqayyo, sitti nan iyyadha; “Ati iddoo ani itti kooluu galuu dha; biyya warra jiraatoo keessattis ati qooda koo ti” nan jedha.

6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

Ani abdii kutadheeraatii, kadhannaa koo naa dhagaʼi; warra na ariʼatan jalaa na baasi; isaan akka malee natti cimaniiruutii.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.

Akka ani maqaa kee galateeffadhuuf, lubbuu koo mana hidhaatii naa baasi. Sababii ati waan gaarii naa gooteef, qajeeltonni naannoo kootti walitti qabamu.