Psalms 51
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David, When Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in unto Bath-sheba'.” Be gracious unto me, O God, according to thy kindness: according to the greatness of thy mercies blot out my transgressions.
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Faarfannaa kanas inni erga Batisheebaa bira gaʼee booddee yeroo Naataan raajichi gara isaa dhufetti faarfate. Yaa Waaqayyo, akkuma jaalala kee kan hin geeddaramne sanaatti na maari; akkuma baayʼina araara keetiitti, yakka koo narraa haqi.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
Yakka koo hundumaa narraa dhiqi; cubbuu koo irraas na qulqulleessi.
3 For of my transgressions I have full knowledge; and my sin is before me continually.
Ani yakka koo beekaatii; cubbuun koos yeroo hunda fuula koo dura jira.
4 To thee, thee only, have I sinned, and what is evil in thy eyes have I done: —in order that thou mightest be righteous when thou speakest, be justified when thou judgest.
Ani sitti, suma qofatti cubbuu hojjedheera; waan fuula kee duratti hamaa taʼes hojjedheera; kanaafuu ati murtii keetiin qajeelaa dha; yommuu murtii kennituttis hin dogoggortu.
5 Behold, in iniquity was I brought forth; and in sin did my mother conceive me.
Dhuguma iyyuu ani cubbuudhaanan dhaladhe; yeroo haati koo na ulfooftee jalqabees cubbamaan ture.
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: therefore do thou cause me to know wisdom in the recesses [of the heart].
Ati keessa namaatti dhugaa hawwita; kanaafuu keessa kootti ogummaa na barsiisi.
7 Cleanse me from sin with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Hiisophiidhaan cubbuu irraa na qulqulleessi; anis nan qulqullaaʼa; na dhiqi; anis cabbii caalaatti nan addaadha.
8 Cause me to hear gladness and joy; that the bones which thou hast crushed may rejoice.
Gammachuu fi ilillee na dhageessisi; lafeen ati caccabsites haa ililchu.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, and all my iniquities do thou blot out.
Fuula kee cubbuu koo irraa deebifadhu; yakka koo hundas narraa haqi.
10 Create unto me a clean heart, O God; and a firm spirit renew thou within me.
Yaa Waaqayyo, garaa qulqulluu na keessatti uumi; Hafuura qajeelaas na keessatti haaromsi.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence; and thy holy spirit do not take from me.
Fuula kee duraa na hin balleessin; Hafuura kee Qulqulluus narraa hin fudhatin.
12 Restore unto me the gladness of thy salvation; and with a liberal spirit do thou support me.—
Gammachuu fayyina keetii naa deebisi; na jiraachisuudhaafis hafuura sarmu naa kenni.
13 I will teach transgressors thy ways, and sinners shall return unto thee.
Anis warra karaa kee irraa jalʼatan nan barsiisa; cubbamoonnis gara kee ni deebiʼu.
14 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation; [that] my tongue may sing aloud of thy righteousness.
Yaa Waaqi, Waaqa na Fayyiftu, ati dhiiga dhangalaasuu irraa na oolchi; arrabni koos qajeelummaa kee ni faarfata.
15 O Lord, open thou my lips, and my mouth shall declare thy praise.
Yaa Gooftaa, hidhii koo naa bani; afaan koos galata kee labsa.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: in burnt-offering hast thou no delight.
Ati aarsaatti hin gammaddu malee silaa nan dhiʼeessa ture; aarsaa gubamuttis hin gammaddu.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, wilt thou not despise.
Aarsaan Waaqni fudhatu hafuura cabaa dha; Yaa Waaqi, ati garaa cabaa fi kan gaabbu hin tuffatu.
18 Do good in thy favor unto Zion; build thou the walls of Jerusalem.
Jaalala keetiin Xiyooniif waan gaarii godhi; dallaa Yerusaalem ijaari.
19 Then wilt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt-offering and entire offering: then shall bullocks be offered upon thy altar.
Yoos ati aarsaa qajeelaatti, qalma gubamuu fi qalma akkuma jirutti gubamutti ni gammadda; korommiinis iddoo aarsaa kee irratti ni dhiʼeeffaman.
