Psalms 88
1 A song or Psalme of Heman the Ezrahite to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah for him that excelleth upon Malath Leannoth. O Lord God of my saluation, I cry day and night before thee.
Dura Buʼaa Faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Ilmaan Qooraahi kan maahilaati liinootiin Faarfatame. Maskiilii Heemaan Izraahichaa. Yaa Waaqayyo, Waaqa na fayyiftu, ani halkanii fi guyyaa fuula kee duratti nan iyyadha.
2 Let my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine eare vnto my cry.
Kadhannaan koo fuula kee duratti haa dhiʼaatu; atis gurra kee gara iyyannaa kootiitti qabi.
Lubbuun koo rakkinaan guutamteertii; jireenyi koos awwaalatti dhiʼaateera. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
Ani warra boolla keessa buʼanitti nan lakkaaʼame; akka nama humna hin qabnees nan taʼe.
5 Free among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.
Ani akka nama gorraʼamee awwaala keessa ciisuutti, akka nama ati deebitee hin yaadanneetti, akka warra eegumsa kee jalaa baʼaniitti, warra duʼan wajjin gatameera.
6 Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit, in darkenes, and in the deepe.
Ati boolla gad fagoo keessa, dukkana hamaa keessas na buufteerta.
7 Thine indignation lyeth vpon me, and thou hast vexed me with all thy waues. (Selah)
Dheekkamsi kee ulfaatee narra ciiseera; dambalii kee hundas narra garagalchiteerta.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from me, and made mee to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, and cannot get foorth.
Michoota koo narraa fageessiteerta; isaan biratti jibbamaa na gooteerta; akka ani jalaa hin baanettis balballi natti cufameera.
9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lord, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
Iji koo gaddaan dadhabeera. Yaa Waaqayyo, ani guyyuma guyyaan sin waammadha; harka koo illee gara keetti nan balʼifadha.
10 Wilt thou shewe a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and prayse thee? (Selah)
Ati dinqii kee warra duʼanitti ni argisiiftaa? Warri duʼanis kaʼanii si galateeffatuu?
11 Shall thy louing kindenes be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnes in destruction?
Jaalalli kee awwaala keessatti, amanamummaan kee immoo Qilee keessatti ni labsamaa?
12 Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the land of obliuion?
Dinqiiwwan kee dukkana keessatti, yookaan qajeelummaan kee biyya irraanfannaa keessatti ni beekamaa?
13 But vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ani garuu akka ati na gargaartuuf gara keetti nan iyyadha; ganamaanis kadhannaan koo fuula kee duratti ni dhiʼaata.
14 Lord, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati maaliif na gatta? Fuula kees maaliif na duraa dhokfatta?
15 I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
Ani ijoollummaa kootii jalqabee rakkadhee duʼuu gaʼeen ture; naasisuun kee na dhiphiseera; abdiis kutadheera.
16 Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
Dheekkamsi kee narra yaaʼe; naasisuun kees na balleesseera.
17 They came round about me dayly like water, and compassed me together.
Isaan guyyaa guutuu akkuma lolaa bishaanii na marsu; guutumaan guutuuttis na liqimsaniiru.
18 My louers and friends hast thou put away from me, and mine acquaintance hid themselues.
Michoota koo fi warra na jaallatan narraa fudhatteerta; dukkana qofatu michuu naa taʼe.
