Psalms 70

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. To call to Remembrance. [Be pleased] O God, to rescue me, O Yahweh, to help me—make haste.

Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawiti. Yaa Waaqi, na fayyisuuf ariifadhu; yaa Waaqayyo, na gargaaruuf dafii kottu.

2 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, Who are seeking my life, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, Who are taking pleasure in my misfortune;

Warri lubbuu koo galaafachuu barbaadan hundinuu, haa qaanaʼan; haa burjaajaʼanis; warri badii koo hawwan hundi qaanaʼanii duubatti haa deebiʼan.

3 Let them turn back, on account of their own shame, Who are saying, Aha! Aha!

Warri, “Baga! Baga!” anaan jedhan qaanaʼanii duubatti haa deebiʼan.

4 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, Yea, let them, who are seekers of thee, —say continually, God be magnified! Who are lovers of thy salvation.

Warri si barbaadan hundinuu garuu sitti gammadanii haa ililchan; warri fayyisuu kee jaallatan, yeroo hunda, “Waaqni guddaa dha!” haa jedhan.

5 But, I, being humbled and needy, O God, haste to me, —My help and my deliverer, art thou, O Yahweh do not tarry.

Ani garuu hiyyeessaa fi rakkataa dha; yaa Waaqi, dafii na qaqqabi. Ati gargaaraa koo fi fayyisaa koo ti; yaa Waaqayyo hin turin.