< Psalms 51 >
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David, when the Prophet Nathan came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Have mercie vpon me, O God, according to thy louing kindnes: according to the multitude of thy compassions put away mine iniquities.
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Faarfannaa kanas inni erga Batisheebaa bira gaʼee booddee yeroo Naataan raajichi gara isaa dhufetti faarfate. Yaa Waaqayyo, akkuma jaalala kee kan hin geeddaramne sanaatti na maari; akkuma baayʼina araara keetiitti, yakka koo narraa haqi.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquitie, and clense me from my sinne.
Yakka koo hundumaa narraa dhiqi; cubbuu koo irraas na qulqulleessi.
3 For I know mine iniquities, and my sinne is euer before me.
Ani yakka koo beekaatii; cubbuun koos yeroo hunda fuula koo dura jira.
4 Against thee, against thee onely haue I sinned, and done euill in thy sight, that thou mayest be iust when thou speakest, and pure when thou iudgest.
Ani sitti, suma qofatti cubbuu hojjedheera; waan fuula kee duratti hamaa taʼes hojjedheera; kanaafuu ati murtii keetiin qajeelaa dha; yommuu murtii kennituttis hin dogoggortu.
5 Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
Dhuguma iyyuu ani cubbuudhaanan dhaladhe; yeroo haati koo na ulfooftee jalqabees cubbamaan ture.
6 Beholde, thou louest trueth in the inwarde affections: therefore hast thou taught mee wisedome in the secret of mine heart.
Ati keessa namaatti dhugaa hawwita; kanaafuu keessa kootti ogummaa na barsiisi.
7 Purge me with hyssope, and I shalbe cleane: wash me, and I shalbe whiter then snowe.
Hiisophiidhaan cubbuu irraa na qulqulleessi; anis nan qulqullaaʼa; na dhiqi; anis cabbii caalaatti nan addaadha.
8 Make me to heare ioye and gladnes, that the bones, which thou hast broken, may reioyce.
Gammachuu fi ilillee na dhageessisi; lafeen ati caccabsites haa ililchu.
9 Hide thy face from my sinnes, and put away all mine iniquities.
Fuula kee cubbuu koo irraa deebifadhu; yakka koo hundas narraa haqi.
10 Create in mee a cleane heart, O God, and renue a right spirit within me.
Yaa Waaqayyo, garaa qulqulluu na keessatti uumi; Hafuura qajeelaas na keessatti haaromsi.
11 Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
Fuula kee duraa na hin balleessin; Hafuura kee Qulqulluus narraa hin fudhatin.
12 Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
Gammachuu fayyina keetii naa deebisi; na jiraachisuudhaafis hafuura sarmu naa kenni.
13 Then shall I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked, and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto thee.
Anis warra karaa kee irraa jalʼatan nan barsiisa; cubbamoonnis gara kee ni deebiʼu.
14 Deliuer me from blood, O God, which art the God of my saluation, and my tongue shall sing ioyfully of thy righteousnes.
Yaa Waaqi, Waaqa na Fayyiftu, ati dhiiga dhangalaasuu irraa na oolchi; arrabni koos qajeelummaa kee ni faarfata.
15 Open thou my lippes, O Lord, and my mouth shall shewe foorth thy praise.
Yaa Gooftaa, hidhii koo naa bani; afaan koos galata kee labsa.
16 For thou desirest no sacrifice, though I would giue it: thou delitest not in burnt offering.
Ati aarsaatti hin gammaddu malee silaa nan dhiʼeessa ture; aarsaa gubamuttis hin gammaddu.
17 The sacrifices of God are a contrite spirit: a contrite and a broken heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Aarsaan Waaqni fudhatu hafuura cabaa dha; Yaa Waaqi, ati garaa cabaa fi kan gaabbu hin tuffatu.
18 Bee fauourable vnto Zion for thy good pleasure: builde the walles of Ierusalem.
Jaalala keetiin Xiyooniif waan gaarii godhi; dallaa Yerusaalem ijaari.
19 Then shalt thou accept ye sacrifices of righteousnes, euen the burnt offering and oblation: then shall they offer calues vpon thine altar.
Yoos ati aarsaa qajeelaatti, qalma gubamuu fi qalma akkuma jirutti gubamutti ni gammadda; korommiinis iddoo aarsaa kee irratti ni dhiʼeeffaman.