Psalms 69
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Lilies.” By David. Save me, God, for the waters have come up to my neck!
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Yeedaloo “Daraaraatiin.” Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqi, ati na baasi; bishaan ol dhufee morma na gaʼeeraatii.
2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
Ani raaree keessa, lafa iddoon miilla dhaabatan hin jirre keessa seeneera. Ani tuujuba bishaanii keessa seeneera; lolaanis narra garagaleera.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.
Ani iyyuudhaan dadhabeera; laagaan koo babbaqaqeera; iji koo, Waaqa koo eeggachuudhaan dadhabeera.
4 Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.
Warri lafumaa kaʼanii na jibban rifeensa mataa kootii caalaa baayʼatu; warri na ajjeesuu barbaadan, warri akkasumaan diina koo taʼan baayʼee dha. Ani akkan waan hin hatin deebisu dirqameera.
5 God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.
Yaa Waaqi, ati gowwummaa koo ni beekta; yakki koos si duraa hin dhokatu.
6 Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.
Yaa Gooftaa, Waaqayyo Waan Hunda Dandeessu, warri abdii sirra kaaʼatan, sababii kootiif hin qaanaʼin; yaa Waaqa Israaʼel, warri si barbaadan, sababii kootiif hin qaaneffamin.
7 Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
Ani siif jedhee tuffii obseeraatii; qaaniinis fuula koo haguugeera.
8 I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.
Ani obboloota kootti keessummaa, ilmaan haadha kootiittis alagaa dha;
9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
Hinaaffaan mana keetii na guggubeeraatii; arrabsoon warra si arrabsaniis narra buʼeera.
10 When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.
Booʼuu fi soomuun koo, arrabsoo natti taʼe.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
Yommuu ani wayyaa gaddaa uffadhetti, namoonni natti qoosu.
12 Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
Warri karra dura tataaʼan natti qoosu; machooftonnis waaʼee kootiin sirbu.
13 But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.
Ani garuu yaa Waaqayyo, yeroo ati filattutti sin kadhadha; yaa Waaqi, jaalala kee guddichaan fayyina kee kan dhugaatiinis deebii naaf kenni.
14 Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Akka ani hin liqimfamneef, raaree keessaa na baasi; warra na jibban jalaa, bishaanota gad fagoo keessaas na baasi.
15 Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.
Ati akka lolaan na hin fudhanne, akka tuujubni na hin liqimsine, akka boollis afaan isaa natti hin cufanne godhi.
16 Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.
Yaa Waaqayyo, gaarummaa jaalala keetiitiin deebii naaf kenni; araara kee guddichaanis natti garagali.
17 Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!
Fuula kee tajaajilaa kee duraa hin dhokfatin; waan ani rakkina keessa jiruuf dafiitii deebii naaf kenni.
18 Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.
Natti dhiʼaadhuutii na furi; xiiqii diinota kootiif jedhii na baasi.
19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.
Ati akka ani hammam tuffatamee, salphifamee fi akka ani qaaneffame ni beekta; diinonni koo hundinuus fuula koo dura jiru.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
Arrabsoon garaa koo cabse; anis abdii kutadheera. Ani nama garaa naaf laafu nan barbaade; garuu nan dhabe; nama na jajjabeessus nan barbaade; garuu tokko illee hin arganne.
21 They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.
Nyaata kootti hadhooftuu makan; akka ani dhuguuf immoo waan dhangaggaaʼaa naa kennan.
22 Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.
Maaddiin isaanii iddaa isaanitti haa taʼu; adabaa fi kiyyoo isaanitti haa taʼu.
23 Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.
Akka arguu hin dandeenyeef iji isaanii haa haguuggamu; dugdi isaaniis bara baraan haa goophatu.
24 Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.
Dheekkamsa kee isaan irratti dhangalaasi; aariin kee bobaʼaan sunis isaan irra haa buʼu.
25 Let their habitation be desolate. Let no one dwell in their tents.
Qeʼeen isaanii haa onu; namni dunkaana isaanii keessa jiraatu tokko iyyuu hin hafin.
26 For they persecute him whom you have wounded. They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.
Isaan warra ati madeessite sana ni ariʼatuutii; waaʼee dhukkubbii warra ati miite sanaas ni odeessu.
27 Charge them with crime upon crime. Don’t let them come into your righteousness.
Yakka irratti yakka isaanitti dabali; isaan gara qajeelumma keetii hin dhufin.
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be written with the righteous.
Maqaan isaanii kitaaba jireenyaa keessaa haa haqamu; qajeeltota wajjinis hin galmeeffamin.
29 But I am in pain and distress. Let your salvation, God, protect me.
Ani garuu dhiphinaa fi rakkina keessan jira; yaa Waaqi, fayyinni kee ol na haa qabu.
30 I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Ani faarfannaadhaan maqaa Waaqaa nan galateeffadha; galataanis ulfina nan kennaaf.
31 It will please the LORD better than an ox, or a bull that has horns and hoofs.
Kunis sangaa caalaa, korma gaanfaa fi kottee qabu dhiʼeessuu caalaa Waaqayyoon gammachiisa.
32 The humble have seen it, and are glad. You who seek after God, let your heart live.
Hiyyeeyyiin waan kana arganii ni gammadu; isin warri Waaqa barbaaddan garaan keessan jiraata haa taʼu!
33 For the LORD hears the needy, and doesn’t despise his captive people.
Waaqayyo rakkattoota ni dhagaʼa; namoota isaa warra hidhamanis hin tuffatu.
34 Let heaven and earth praise him; the seas, and everything that moves therein!
Samii fi lafti, galaanonnii fi wanni isaan keessa jiraatan hundinuu isa haa leellissan.
35 For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah. They shall settle there, and own it.
Waaqni Xiyoonin ni fayyisaatii; magaalaawwan Yihuudaas deebisee ni ijaara. Sabni isaas achi qubata; ni dhaalas.
36 The children also of his servants shall inherit it. Those who love his name shall dwell therein.
Sanyiin tajaajiltoota isaa magaalattii ni dhaalu; warri maqaa isaa jaallatanis achi jiraatu.
