Psalms 142

1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.

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

2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.

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

3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.

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

4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.

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 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.

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

6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, 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 soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.

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