Psalms 22
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning?
Dura Buʼaa Faarfattootaatiif. Yeedaloo “Borofa Ganamaa” jedhu. Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqa ko, yaa Waaqa ko, ati maaliif na dhiifte? Ati na gargaaruu irraa, iyya koo irraas maaliif akkas fagaatta?
2 I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.
Yaa Waaqa ko, ani guyyaa guyyaa sittin iyyadha; ati garuu deebii naaf hin deebiftu; halkan halkanis afaan hin qabadhu.
3 Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
Ati garuu Qulqullicha teessoo irra taaʼuu dha; ati galata Israaʼel.
4 In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.
Abbootiin keenya si amanatan; isaan si amanatan; atis isaan oolchite.
5 They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.
Isaan sitti iyyatan; ni fayyifamanis; si amanatan; hin qaanofnes.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
Ani garuu raammoodha malee nama miti; ani nama namni itti qoosuu fi sabnis tuffatuu dha.
7 All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:
Warri na argan hundinuu natti kolfu; mataa isaanii raasanii na arrabsu.
8 “He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”
Akkanas jedhu; “Inni Waaqayyoon amanata; mee Waaqayyo isa haa oolchu kaa. Inni waan isatti gammaduuf, isa haa oolchu.”
9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.
Ati garuu gadameessa keessaa na baafte; harma haadha koo irrattis, situ nagaan na eege.
10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
Ani gaafan dhaladhee jalqabee sirratti nan gatame; erga haati koo na deessee jalqabdee ati Waaqa koo ti.
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Ati narraa hin fagaatin; rakkinni dhiʼaateeraatii; namni na gargaarus hin jiru.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
Korommiin baayʼeen na marsu; korommiin Baashaan jajjaboonis karaa hundumaan na marsu.
13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
Isaanis akka leenca beelaʼee aaduu afaan isaanii balʼisanii natti banatu.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.
Ani akkuma bishaaniitti nan dhangalaafame; lafeen koo hundinuus wal gad dhiise. Onneen koo gara gagaatti geeddarame; na keessattis baqe.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.
Jabinni koo akka qiraacii goge; arrabni koo laagaatti na maxxane; awwaara duʼaa keessas na ciibsite.
16 For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
Saroonni na marsaniiru; gareen namoota hamoo na marseera; isaanis harkaa fi miilla koo waraananii fullaasaniiru.
17 I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.
Ani lafee koo hunda lakkaaʼuu nan dandaʼa; isaanis ija babaasanii na ilaalu; akkas taʼuu koottis ni gammadu.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
Isaan wayyaa koo hiratan; uffata koottis ixaa buufatan.
19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati garuu narraa hin fagaatin; yaa Jabina koo na gargaaruuf ariifadhu.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.
Lubbuu koo goraadee jalaa, jireenya koo immoo humna sarootaa jalaa baasi.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion; at the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me!
Afaan leencaa jalaa na miliqsi; gaanfa gafarsaa jalaas na baasi.
22 I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly.
Maqaa kee obboloota kootti nan labsa; waldaa keessattis sin jajadha.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!
Isin warri Waaqayyoon sodaattan isa jajadhaa! Isin sanyiin Yaaqoob hundinuu isa ulfeessaa! Sanyiin Israaʼel hundinuus isa sodaadhaa!
24 For He has not despised or detested the torment of the afflicted. He has not hidden His face from him, but has attended to his cry for help.
Inni dhiphina nama dhiphatee hin tuffanne yookaan hin balfineetii; yommuu inni gargaarsaaf isatti iyyatettis, ni dhagaʼeef malee fuula isaa hin dhokfanne.
25 My praise for You resounds in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear You.
Galanni ani yaaʼii guddaa irratti siif galchu si biraa dhufa; warra si sodaatan durattis wareega koo of irraa nan baasa.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD will praise Him. May your hearts live forever!
Hiyyeeyyiin nyaatanii quufu; warri Waaqayyoon barbaaddatanis isa ni jajatu; garaan keessan bara baraan haa jiraatu!
27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD. All the families of the nations will bow down before Him.
Handaarri lafaa hundinuu ni yaadata; gara Waaqayyoottis ni deebiʼa; maatiiwwan sabootaa hundinuus fuula isaa duratti ni sagadu;
28 For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.
mootummaan kan Waaqayyootii; innis saboota hunda ni bulcha.
29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship; all who go down to the dust will kneel before Him— even those unable to preserve their lives.
Sooreyyiin lafaa hundinuu ni nyaatu; ni waaqeffatus; warri of jiraachisuu hin dandeenye kanneen biyyoo seenan hundi fuula isaa duratti ni jilbeenfatu.
30 Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.
Dhaloonni dhufu isa tajaajila; dhaloota boriittis waaʼeen Gooftaa ni himama.
31 They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.
Sababii inni waan kana hojjeteef, isaan saba dhalachuuf jirutti qajeelummaa isaa ni labsu.
