Psalms 138

1 `To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, ani garaa koo guutuudhaan sin galateeffadha; fuula “waaqotaa” durattis galata kee nan faarfadha.

2 Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

Sababii ati maqaa keetii fi dubbii kee waan hundaa olitti guddifteef, ani sababii jaalalaa fi amanamummaa keetiitiif gara mana qulqullummaa kee qulqullichaatti gad jedhee, maqaa kee nan leellisa.

3 In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

Yeroo ani si waammadhetti ati deebii naa kennite; irree keetiinis na jabeessite.

4 Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

Yaa Waaqayyo, mootonni lafaa hundinuu, yeroo dubbii afaan keetii dhagaʼanitti si haa leellisan.

5 And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

Ulfinni Waaqayyoo, guddaadhaatii, isaan waaʼee karaa Waaqayyoo haa faarfatan.

6 For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

Waaqayyo yoo ol fagoo jiraate iyyuu, nama gad qabame ni ilaala; nama of tuulu immoo fagootti beeka.

7 If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

Ani rakkina keessa jiraadhu iyyuu, ati lubbuu koo ni eegda; aarii diina kootti harka kee ni diriirsita; harka kee mirgaatiinis na oolchita.

8 The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.

Waaqayyo kaayyoo isaa fiixaan naa baasa; yaa Waaqayyo, jaalalli kee bara baraan jiraata; hojii harka keetii hin gatin.