Psalms 13

1 To the victorie of Dauid. Lord, hou long foryetist thou me in to the ende? hou long turnest thou awei thi face fro me?

Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, hamma yoomiitti? Ati hamma bara baraatti na irraanfattaa? Hamma yoomiittis fuula kee na duraa dhoksita?

2 Hou long schal Y sette counsels in my soule; sorewe in my herte bi dai?

Ani hamma yoomiittin rakkina obsee guyyaa guutuu garaa koo keessatti gadda? Hamma yoomiitti diinni koo narra aana?

3 Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

Yaa Waaqayyo Waaqa ko, na ilaali; deebii illee naa kenni. Akka ani hirriba duʼaa hin rafneefis ija kootiif ifa kenni;

4 My Lord God, biholde thou, and here thou me. Liytne thou myn iyen, lest ony tyme Y slepe in deth;

diinni koo, “Ani isa moʼadheera” jedha; amajaajiiwwan koos kufaatii kootti gammadu.

5 lest ony tyme myn enemye seie, Y hadde the maistri ayens hym. Thei, that troblen me, schulen haue ioie, if Y schal be stirid; forsothe Y hopide in thi merci.

Ani garuu araara kee nan amanadha; garaan koos fayyisuu keetti ni gammada.

6 Myn herte schal fulli haue ioie in thin helthe; Y schal synge to the Lord, that yyueth goodis to me, and Y schal seie salm to the name of the hiyeste Lord.

Ani Waaqayyoof nan faarfadha; arjummaan isaa naa baayʼateeraatii.