Psalms 39
1 For the choirmaster. For Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, “I will watch my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth with a muzzle as long as the wicked are present.”
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Yeduutuuniif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Ani akkana nan jedhe; “Ani karaa koo nan eeggadha; arraba koos cubbuu irraa nan ittisa; hamma namni hamaan na bira jiruttis, afaan kootti luugama nan kaaʼadha.”
2 I was speechless and still; I remained silent, even from speaking good, and my sorrow was stirred.
Ani calʼisee akkuma duudaa nan taʼe; waan gaarii dubbachuu irraas of nan qusadhe; dhiphinni koo garuu ittuma caale;
3 My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
onneen koo na keessatti bulluqaa deeme; yeroo ani irra deddeebiʼee yaadettis ibiddi sun ni bobaʼe; anis arraba kootiin akkana jedheen dubbadhe:
4 “Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati dhuma jireenya kootii na argisiisi; dheerina umurii kootiis na barsiisi; jireenyi koo akkam dafee akka darbus na beeksisi.
5 You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists as but a breath.
Kunoo, ati bara koo taakkuu tokkittii gooteerta; umuriin koos fuula kee duratti homaattuu hin hedamu; jireenyi nama hundumaas akkuma qilleensa shuf jedhee darbuu ti.
6 Surely every man goes about like a phantom; surely he bustles in vain; he heaps up riches not knowing who will haul them away.
Dhuguma iyyuu namni akkuma gaaddidduu deddeebiʼa; dhugumaan inni akkasumaan goolama; namni qabeenya ni kuusa; garuu eenyuuf akka walitti qabu hin beeku.
7 And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.
“Egaa amma yaa Gooftaa, ani maalin eeggadha? Abdiin koo suma irra jira.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the reproach of fools.
Dogoggora koo hunda irraa na oolchi; nama gowwoonni itti kolfan na hin godhin.
9 I have become mute; I do not open my mouth because of what You have done.
Ani duudaa dha; afaan koos hin saaqqadhu; kan waan kana godhe sumaatii.
10 Remove Your scourge from me; I am perishing by the force of Your hand.
Ani rukuttaa harka keetiitiin dhumeeraatii; dhaʼicha kee narraa fuudhi.
11 You discipline and correct a man for his iniquity, consuming like a moth what he holds dear; surely each man is but a vapor.
Ati sababii cubbuu isaaniitiif namoota ifatta; ni adabdas; akkuma biliis qabeenya isaanii ni balleessita; dhugumaan namni hundinuu qilleensuma shuf jedhee darbuu dha.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. For I am a foreigner dwelling with You, a stranger like all my fathers.
“Yaa Waaqayyo, kadhannaa koo naa dhagaʼi; iyya ani gargaarsa barbaachaaf iyyus dhaggeeffadhu; booʼicha koos calʼistee hin ilaalin. Ani akka alagaatti si bira nan jiraadhaatii; akkuma abbootii koo hundumaattis ani nama biyya ormaa ti.
13 Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.”
Utuun godaanee lafa irraa hin dhabamin dura akkan deebiʼee gammaduuf, ija kee narraa deebifadhu.”
