Psalms 17
1 “A prayer of David.” Hear, O Lord, [the cause of] righteousness, attend unto my entreaty, give ear unto my prayer, coming from lips without deceit.
Rabbiyow, xaqa maqal, oo qayladayda u jeeso, Oo baryadayda dhegta u dhig, taasoo aan ka bixin bushimo khiyaano leh.
2 Let from thy presence my sentence come forth; let thy eyes behold what is right.
Xukunkaygu ha ka yimaado hortaada, Oo indhahaaguna caddaalad ha fiiriyeen.
3 Thou hast proved my heart; thou hast thought of me in the night; thou hast refined me—thou couldst find nothing: my purpose doth not pass beyond [the words of] my mouth.
Qalbigayga waad tijaabisay, oo habeennimaad i soo booqatay, Waad i imtixaantay, oo wax shar ah igama aad helin, Waxaan u qasdiyey inaanu afkaygu xadgudbin.
4 Among the deeds of men did I observe, by the word of thy lips, the paths of the dissolute.
Shuqulladii dadkana waan ka hadhay, Oo erayada bushimahaaga ayaan kaga joogsaday jidadkii kuwa wax dulma oo dhan.
5 My steps held firmly to thy tracks, [and] my footsteps did not slip.
Si aanay cagahaygu u simbiriirixan, Tallaabooyinkayga ku adkee waddooyinkaaga.
6 I call on thee, for thou wilt answer me, O God: incline thy ear unto me, hear my speech.
Ilaahow, waan ku baryay, waayo, waad ii jawaabi doontaa, Bal dhegta ii dhig, oo hadalkayga maqal.
7 Show marvelously thy loving-kindnesses, O thou that savest those who put their trust [in thee] from those that rise up [against them] by thy right hand.
Bal muuji raxmaddaada yaabka leh, Adigoo kuwa isku kaa halleeya gacantaada midig kaga badbaadiya Kuwa ku kaca iyaga.
8 Keep me as the apple of the eye; conceal me under the shadow of thy wings,
Ii dhawr sida isha inankeeda, Oo igu qari hooska baalashaada.
9 From the wicked that despoil me, my enemies, who, to take my life, compass me about.
Waxaad iga qarisaa kuwa sharka leh oo i kharriba, Kuwaas oo ah cadaawayaasha naftayda oo hareerahayga ku wareegsan.
10 They are enclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
Qalbigooday xidheen, Oo afkooduna wuxuu ku hadlaa waxyaalo kibir miidhan ah.
11 On our steps they now encompass us: they direct their eyes to turn aside in the land.
Oo haatan waxay cidhiidhiyeen tallaabooyinkayagii, Oo waxay noogu dhaygageen inay dhulka nagu tuuraan aawadeed.
12 Every man is just like a lion that is greedy to tear his prey, and like a young lion lurking in a covert.
Isagu waa sida aar libaax ugaadhsi damacsan, Iyo sida aaran libaax oo meelo qarsoon ku dhuunta.
13 Arise, O Lord, prevent him, cast him down; deliver my soul from the wicked, who is thy sword, —
Rabbiyow, kac, Oo isaga ka hor tag, oo dhulka hoos ugu tuur, Oo naftaydana kan sharka leh seeftaada kaga samatabbixi,
14 From these men—thy hand—O Lord, from the men of this world, whose portion is in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hidden treasure: they have children in plenty, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
Rabbiyow, waxaad dadka igaga samatabbixisaa gacantaada, Kuwaas oo ah dadka dunida, oo qaybtoodu ku jirto nolosha adduunkan, Oo aad calooshooda ka buuxisaa khasnaddaada, Iyagu waxay ka dhergeen carruur, Oo maalkooda hadhayna waxay uga tagaan dhallaankooda.
15 As for me, in righteousness shall I behold thy face: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with contemplating thy likeness.
Laakiinse anigu xaqnimaan wejigaaga ku fiirin doonaa, Oo waa i deeqi doonaa markii aan ammaantaada arko, oo aan ekaantaada la soo tooso.
