Psalms 44
1 To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. An Instructive Psalm. O God! with our own ears, have we heard, Our fathers, have recounted to us, —The work thou didst work, In their day, In the days of aforetime:
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Maskiilii Ilmaan Qooraahi. Yaa Waaqi, waan ati bara durii, jabana isaanii keessa hojjette sana, abbootiin keenya nutti himaniiru; nuus gurra keenyaan dhageenyeerra.
2 Thou thyself, with thine own hand—Didst dispossess, nations, and didst plant them, Didst break peoples in pieces, and didst spread them out:
Ati harka keetiin saboota ariitee baafte; abbootii keenya immoo ni dhaabde; namoota ni balleessite; abbootii keenya garuu bilisa baafte.
3 For, not by their own sword, gat they possession of the land, Nor did, their own arm, win victory for them, —But thine own right hand, and thine own arm, and the light of thy face, Because thou hadst accepted them.
Harka kee mirgaatiin, irree keetii fi ifa fuula keetiitiin dhaalan malee isaan goraadee isaaniitiin lafa sana hin dhaalle; yookaan irreen isaanii moʼannoo isaaniif hin fidne; ati isaan jaallatteertaatii.
4 Thou thyself, art my king, O God, Command thou the victories of Jacob.
Ati Mootii koo fi Waaqa koo kan Yaaqoobiif moʼicha ajajjuu dha.
5 By thee, will we thrust at, our adversaries, In thy Name, will we tread down our assailants;
Nu siin diinota keenya duubatti deebifna; maqaa keetiinis amajaajota keenya gad dhidhiinna.
6 For, not in my bow, will I trust, Nor shall, my sword, give me victory;
Ani iddaa koo hin amanadhu; goraadeen koos moʼannaa naa hin fidu;
7 For thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And, them who hated us, hast thou put to shame.
ati garuu diinota keenya jalaa nu oolchita; warra nu jibban immoo ni qaanessita.
8 In God, have we boasted all the day, And, thy Name—unto times age-abiding, will we praise. (Selah)
Nu yeroo hundumaa Waaqaan dhaadanna; maqaa kees bara baraan ni galateeffanna.
9 But nay thou hast rejected, and confounded us, And wilt not go forth with our hosts;
Amma garuu ati nu gatteerta; gadis nu deebifteerta; ati loltoota keenya wajjin hin baane.
10 Thou sufferest us to turn back from the adversary, And, they who hate us, have plundered at will:
Akka nu diinota keenya baqannu nu gooteerta; warri nu jibbanis nu saamaniiru.
11 Thou dost give us up like sheep to be devoured, And, amongst the nations, hast thou scattered us.
Ati akka hoolota qalamuuf qopheeffamanii nu gooteerta; ormoota keessas nu bittinneessiteerta.
12 Thou dost sell thy people for, no-value, And hast not made increase by their price.
Saba kee gatii xinnaatti gurgurteerta; gurgurtaa isaanii irraas buʼaa hin arganne.
13 Thou dost make us, A reproach to our neighbours, A mockery and a derision to them who are round about us:
Ollaa keenya duratti nama kolfaa, warra naannoo keenyaa birattis waan qoosaatii fi nama tuffii nu gooteerta.
14 Thou dost make us, A by-word among the nations, —A shaking of the head among the peoples.
Ormoota keessatti waan mammaaksaa nu goote; namoonnis mataa nutti raasan.
15 All the day, is my confusion before me, And, the shame of my face, hath covered me:
Salphinni koo guyyaa guutuu fuula koo dura jira; fuulli koos qaaniidhaan haguugameera.
16 At the voice of him who reproacheth and revileth, At the face of the foe and avenger.
Kunis sababii dubbii warra na tuffataniitii fi warra na arrabsaniitiif, sababii diinaatii fi sababii nama haaloo baafatuutiif taʼe.
17 All this, hath come upon us, Yet had we not forgotten thee, Neither had we dealt falsely with thy covenant;
Kun hundi nutti dhufeera; taʼus nu si hin daganne; yookaan kakuu kee keessatti amanamummaa hin dhabne.
18 Our heart had not drawn back, Nor had our goings swerved from thy path;
Garaan keenya dugda duubatti hin deebine; tarkaanfiin keenyas karaa kee irraa hin jalʼanne.
19 That thou shouldst have crushed us down in the place of wild dogs, And covered us over with a deadly shadow.
Ati garuu iddoo waangoonni jiraatanitti nu caccabsite; dukkana hamaadhaan nu haguugde.
20 If we had forgotten the Name of our God, And had spread forth our hands unto the GOD of the foreigner,
Utuu nu maqaa Waaqa keenyaa irraanfannee, yookaan utuu harka keenya gara waaqa ormaatti balʼifannee jiraannee,
21 Would not, God, have searched into this, Seeing that, he, knoweth the secrets of the heart?
silaa Waaqni waan kana bira hin gaʼu turee? Inni icciitii garaa namaa beekaatii.
22 Surely, for thy sake, have we been slain all the day, We have been accounted as sheep for slaughter.
Nu siif jennee guyyaa guutuu ni ajjeefamna; akka hoolota qalamuuf jiraniittis lakkaaʼamneerra.
23 Awake thou! wherefore shouldst thou sleep, O Lord? Bestir thee! do not reject us altogether!
Yaa Gooftaa dammaqi! Ati maaliif rafta? Kaʼi! Bara baraanis nu hin gatin.
24 Wherefore shouldst thou hide, thy face? Shouldst forget our humiliation and our oppression?
Ati maaliif fuula kee dhokfatta? Maaliifis dhiphinaa fi hacuucamuu keenya irraanfatta?
25 For our soul, sinketh down to the dust, Our body, cleaveth to the earth.
Lubbuun keenya biyyootti dabalamteertii; garaan keenyas lafatti maxxaneera.
26 Arise to our help, And ransom us, because of thine own lovingkindness.
Kaʼiitii nu gargaar; sababii jaalala kee kan hin geeddaramneetiifis nu furi.
