Psalms 30
1 A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David. I will extol you, LORD, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Faarfannaa eebba mana qulqullummaatiif Faarfatame. Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, sababii ati ol na fuutee akka diinonni koo natti hin gammanne gooteef, ani sin jajadha.
2 LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
Yaa Waaqayyo Waaqa ko, ani gargaarsaaf sin waammadhe; atis na fayyifte.
3 LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati lubbuu koo siiʼoolii baafte; akka ani boolla hin buune gootees na jiraachifte. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to the LORD, you holy ones of his. Give thanks to his holy name.
Isin qulqulloonni isaa, faarfannaadhaan Waaqayyoon jajadhaa; maqaa isaa qulqulluu sanaafis galata galchaa.
5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favour is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
Dheekkamsi isaa hamma liphsuu ijaa ti; gaarummaan isaa immoo bara jireenyaa guutuudhaaf tura; booʼichi galgala tokko qofaaf tura; ganama garuu ililleetu taʼa.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
Anis yommuun nagaa argadhetti, “Ani gonkumaa hin raafamu” nan jedhe.
7 You, LORD, when you favoured me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati jaalala keetiin akka tulluu jabaatti na dhaabde; yeroo ati fuula kee na duraa dhoksitetti garuu naasuutu na qabate.
8 I cried to you, LORD. I made supplication to the Lord:
Yaa Waaqayyo, ani sin waammadha; ani gara Gooftaatti akkana jedhee araaraaf nan iyyadha:
9 “What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
“Duʼuu koo keessaa, boolla buʼuu koo keessaas faayidaa maaliitu argama? Biyyoon si galateeffataa? Amanamummaa kees ni odeessaa?
10 Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper.”
Yaa Waaqayyo na dhagaʼi; na maaris; Yaa Waaqayyo, gargaarsa naa taʼi.”
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
Ati booʼicha koo shuubbisuutti geeddarte; wayyaa gaddaa narraa baaftee gammachuu natti uwwifte;
12 to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
kunis akka lubbuun koo faarfannaadhaan si jajattuu fi akka isheen hin calʼisneefii dha. Yaa Waaqayyo Waaqa ko, ani bara baraan sin galateeffadha.
