Psalms 131

1 “A song of the degrees by David.” O Lord, my heart was not haughty, nor were my eyes lofty: neither have I walked after matters too great, or those too wonderful for me.

Faarfannaa ol baʼuu. Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, garaan koo of hin jaju; iji koos of hin tuulu; ani waan guddaa fi waan humna kootii ol taʼe keessa hin seenu.

2 Surely I have pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.

Ani garuu lubbuu koo afaan qabachiiseera; calʼisiiseeras; akkuma daaʼimni harma haadha isaa guusan tokko haadhatti irkatee boqotu sana, akkuma daaʼima harma haadha isaa guusanii lubbuun koo na keessatti calʼiste.

3 Let Israel wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.

Yaa Israaʼel, ammaa fi bara baraaf, Waaqayyoon abdadhu.