Psalms 39
1 “To the chief musician, to Jeduthun, a psalm of David.” I said, I will guard my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will guard my mouth with a muzzle, while the wicked is before me.
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Yeduutuuniif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Ani akkana nan jedhe; “Ani karaa koo nan eeggadha; arraba koos cubbuu irraa nan ittisa; hamma namni hamaan na bira jiruttis, afaan kootti luugama nan kaaʼadha.”
2 I was dumb in deep silence, I was quite still, even from [speaking] good; but my pain was greatly excited;
Ani calʼisee akkuma duudaa nan taʼe; waan gaarii dubbachuu irraas of nan qusadhe; dhiphinni koo garuu ittuma caale;
3 My heart was hot within me, in my self-communing there burnt a fire: [then] spoke I with my tongue,
onneen koo na keessatti bulluqaa deeme; yeroo ani irra deddeebiʼee yaadettis ibiddi sun ni bobaʼe; anis arraba kootiin akkana jedheen dubbadhe:
4 Let me know, O Lord, my end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I wish to know when I shall cease to be.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati dhuma jireenya kootii na argisiisi; dheerina umurii kootiis na barsiisi; jireenyi koo akkam dafee akka darbus na beeksisi.
5 Behold, measured out with the span hast thou made my days; and my whole duration is nothing before thee: yea, as nothing but vanity doth every man stand here. (Selah)
Kunoo, ati bara koo taakkuu tokkittii gooteerta; umuriin koos fuula kee duratti homaattuu hin hedamu; jireenyi nama hundumaas akkuma qilleensa shuf jedhee darbuu ti.
6 As nothing but a shadowy image doth man walk about, yea, for vanity only do all make a noise: he heapeth up his gains, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Dhuguma iyyuu namni akkuma gaaddidduu deddeebiʼa; dhugumaan inni akkasumaan goolama; namni qabeenya ni kuusa; garuu eenyuuf akka walitti qabu hin beeku.
7 And now, what shall I wait for, O Lord? my hope is in thee.
“Egaa amma yaa Gooftaa, ani maalin eeggadha? Abdiin koo suma irra jira.
8 From all my transgressions deliver thou me: render me not the object of reproach of the worthless.
Dogoggora koo hunda irraa na oolchi; nama gowwoonni itti kolfan na hin godhin.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou hadst done it.
Ani duudaa dha; afaan koos hin saaqqadhu; kan waan kana godhe sumaatii.
10 Remove thou thy plague away from me: from the blows of thy hand am I consumed.
Ani rukuttaa harka keetiitiin dhumeeraatii; dhaʼicha kee narraa fuudhi.
11 When thou with corrections chastisest man for iniquity, thou causest his excellence to melt away as [if eaten by] the moth: yea, nothing but vanity is every man. (Selah)
Ati sababii cubbuu isaaniitiif namoota ifatta; ni adabdas; akkuma biliis qabeenya isaanii ni balleessita; dhugumaan namni hundinuu qilleensuma shuf jedhee darbuu dha.
12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears; for a stranger am I with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
“Yaa Waaqayyo, kadhannaa koo naa dhagaʼi; iyya ani gargaarsa barbaachaaf iyyus dhaggeeffadhu; booʼicha koos calʼistee hin ilaalin. Ani akka alagaatti si bira nan jiraadhaatii; akkuma abbootii koo hundumaattis ani nama biyya ormaa ti.
13 Leave off from me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and am no more.
Utuun godaanee lafa irraa hin dhabamin dura akkan deebiʼee gammaduuf, ija kee narraa deebifadhu.”
