Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati maaliif achi fagaattee dhaabatta? Yeroo rakkinaattis maaliif of dhoksita?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
Namni hamaan of tuulummaa isaatiin hiyyeessa adamsa; inni maluma malatuun haa qabamu.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
Namni hamaan hawwii isaatiin of jaja; ofittoo ni eebbisa; Waaqayyoon immoo ni arrabsa.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Namni hamaan sababii of tuuluuf Waaqa hin barbaadu; yaada isaa hundumaa keessas Waaqni hin jiru.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
Karaan isaa yeroo hunda ni milkaaʼaaf; inni of tuula; seerri kees isa irraa fagoo dha; diinota isaa hundattis tuffiidhaan qummaada.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
Innis, “Wanni na sochoosu hin jiru; rakkinnis gonkumaa na hin argatu” ofiin jedha.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
Afaan isaa abaarsaan, sobaa fi doorsisaan guutameera; dabaa fi hamminni arraba isaa jala jiru.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
Inni gandoota keessatti riphee eeggata; iddoo dhokataattis warra yakka hin qabne ajjeesa. Ija isaatiinis hiyyeeyyii gaada.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
Akka leenca daggala isaa keessaatti riphee eeggata. Hiyyeessa qabachuudhaaf dhokatee eeggata; hiyyeessas qabatee kiyyoo isaatiin harkifata.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Hiyyeessi sunis ni caccaba; gad of qabas; humna nama hamaa jalattis ni kufa.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
Innis, “Waaqa irraanfateera; fuula isaas dhokfateera; gonkumaa hin argu” ofiin jedha.
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi! Yaa Waaqi harka kee ol kaafadhu. Rakkataas hin dagatin.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
Namni hamaan maaliif Waaqa arrabsa? Maaliifis garaa isaatti, “Inni waan kanatti na hin gaafatu” jedha?
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Yaa Waaqi, ati garuu rakkinaa fi gadda warra miidhamanii ni argita; harka keetiinis gatii baasifta. Deegaan dabarsee sitti of kenna; ati ijoollee abbaa hin qabneef gargaaraa dha.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Irree nama hamaatii fi jalʼaa cabsi; hamma hamminni isaa dhumee dhabamutti, hammina isaatti isa gaafadhu.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
Waaqayyo bara baraa hamma bara baraatti Mootii dha; ormoonni lafa isaa irraa ni barbadaaʼu.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati hawwii rakkattootaa ni dhageessa; isaan jajjabeessita; iyya isaanii illee ni dhaggeeffatta;
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
kunis akka namni biyyoo irraa uumame siʼachi isaan hin cunqursineef ati ijoollee abbaa hin qabnee fi cunqurfamtootaaf akka dhaabattuuf.
