Psalms 88
1 O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried 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 come before thee: incline thine ear unto 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 with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
Ani warra boolla keessa buʼanitti nan lakkaaʼame; akka nama humna hin qabnees nan taʼe.
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy 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 laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
Ati boolla gad fagoo keessa, dukkana hamaa keessas na buufteerta.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. (Selah)
Dheekkamsi kee ulfaatee narra ciiseera; dambalii kee hundas narra garagalchiteerta.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
Michoota koo narraa fageessiteerta; isaan biratti jibbamaa na gooteerta; akka ani jalaa hin baanettis balballi natti cufameera.
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
Iji koo gaddaan dadhabeera. Yaa Waaqayyo, ani guyyuma guyyaan sin waammadha; harka koo illee gara keetti nan balʼifadha.
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? (Selah)
Ati dinqii kee warra duʼanitti ni argisiiftaa? Warri duʼanis kaʼanii si galateeffatuu?
11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
Jaalalli kee awwaala keessatti, amanamummaan kee immoo Qilee keessatti ni labsamaa?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
Dinqiiwwan kee dukkana keessatti, yookaan qajeelummaan kee biyya irraanfannaa keessatti ni beekamaa?
13 But unto thee have I cried, O Lord; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ani garuu akka ati na gargaartuuf gara keetti nan iyyadha; ganamaanis kadhannaan koo fuula kee duratti ni dhiʼaata.
14 Lord, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati maaliif na gatta? Fuula kees maaliif na duraa dhokfatta?
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Ani ijoollummaa kootii jalqabee rakkadhee duʼuu gaʼeen ture; naasisuun kee na dhiphiseera; abdiis kutadheera.
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
Dheekkamsi kee narra yaaʼe; naasisuun kees na balleesseera.
17 They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
Isaan guyyaa guutuu akkuma lolaa bishaanii na marsu; guutumaan guutuuttis na liqimsaniiru.
18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.
Michoota koo fi warra na jaallatan narraa fudhatteerta; dukkana qofatu michuu naa taʼe.
