Psalms 51
1 TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF DAVID, IN THE COMING OF NATHAN THE PROPHET TO HIM WHEN HE HAS GONE IN TO BATHSHEBA. Favor me, O God, according to Your kindness, According to the abundance of Your 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 Thoroughly wash me from my iniquity, And cleanse me from my sin,
Yakka koo hundumaa narraa dhiqi; cubbuu koo irraas na qulqulleessi.
3 For I know my transgressions, And my sin [is] continually before me.
Ani yakka koo beekaatii; cubbuun koos yeroo hunda fuula koo dura jira.
4 Against You, You only, I have sinned, And done evil in Your eyes, So that You are righteous in Your words, You are pure in Your judging.
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, I have been brought forth in iniquity, And my mother conceives me in sin.
Dhuguma iyyuu ani cubbuudhaanan dhaladhe; yeroo haati koo na ulfooftee jalqabees cubbamaan ture.
6 Behold, You have desired truth in the inward parts, And in the hidden part You cause me to know Wisdom.
Ati keessa namaatti dhugaa hawwita; kanaafuu keessa kootti ogummaa na barsiisi.
7 You cleanse me with hyssop and I am clean, Wash me, and I am whiter than snow.
Hiisophiidhaan cubbuu irraa na qulqulleessi; anis nan qulqullaaʼa; na dhiqi; anis cabbii caalaatti nan addaadha.
8 You cause me to hear joy and gladness, You make bones You have bruised joyful.
Gammachuu fi ilillee na dhageessisi; lafeen ati caccabsites haa ililchu.
9 Hide Your face from my sin. And blot out all my iniquities.
Fuula kee cubbuu koo irraa deebifadhu; yakka koo hundas narraa haqi.
10 Create for me a clean heart, O God, And renew a right spirit within me.
Yaa Waaqayyo, garaa qulqulluu na keessatti uumi; Hafuura qajeelaas na keessatti haaromsi.
11 Do not cast me forth from Your presence, And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me.
Fuula kee duraa na hin balleessin; Hafuura kee Qulqulluus narraa hin fudhatin.
12 Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, And a willing spirit sustains me.
Gammachuu fayyina keetii naa deebisi; na jiraachisuudhaafis hafuura sarmu naa kenni.
13 I teach transgressors Your ways, And sinners return to You.
Anis warra karaa kee irraa jalʼatan nan barsiisa; cubbamoonnis gara kee ni deebiʼu.
14 Deliver me from blood, O God, God of my salvation, My tongue sings of Your righteousness.
Yaa Waaqi, Waaqa na Fayyiftu, ati dhiiga dhangalaasuu irraa na oolchi; arrabni koos qajeelummaa kee ni faarfata.
15 O Lord, you open my lips, And my mouth declares Your praise.
Yaa Gooftaa, hidhii koo naa bani; afaan koos galata kee labsa.
16 For You do not desire sacrifice, or I give [it], You do not accept burnt-offering.
Ati aarsaatti hin gammaddu malee silaa nan dhiʼeessa ture; aarsaa gubamuttis hin gammaddu.
17 The sacrifices of God [are] a broken spirit, A heart broken and bruised, O God, You do not despise.
Aarsaan Waaqni fudhatu hafuura cabaa dha; Yaa Waaqi, ati garaa cabaa fi kan gaabbu hin tuffatu.
18 Do good in Your good pleasure with Zion, You build the walls of Jerusalem.
Jaalala keetiin Xiyooniif waan gaarii godhi; dallaa Yerusaalem ijaari.
19 Then You desire sacrifices of righteousness, Burnt-offering, and whole burnt-offering, Then they offer bullocks on your altar!
Yoos ati aarsaa qajeelaatti, qalma gubamuu fi qalma akkuma jirutti gubamutti ni gammadda; korommiinis iddoo aarsaa kee irratti ni dhiʼeeffaman.
