Psalms 21
1 To victorie, the salm of Dauid. Lord, the kyng schal be glad in thi vertu; and he schal ful out haue ioye greetli on thin helthe.
Dura Buʼaa Faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, mootiin jabina keetti baayʼee gammada. Gargaarsa keettis gammachuun isaa hammam guddaa dha!
2 Thou hast youe to hym the desire of his herte; and thou hast not defraudid hym of the wille of hise lippis.
Ati hawwii garaa isaa kenniteefii jirta; kadhannaa afaan isaas isa hin dhowwanne.
3 For thou hast bifor come hym in the blessyngis of swetnesse; thou hast set on his heed a coroun of preciouse stoon.
Ati eebba guddaadhaan isa simatte; gonfoo warqee qulqulluus mataa isaa irra keesse.
4 He axide of thee lijf, and thou yauest to hym; the lengthe of daies in to the world, `and in to the world of world.
Inni jireenya si kadhate; atis ni kenniteef; bara dheeraas bara baraa hamma bara baraatti kenniteef.
5 His glorie is greet in thin helthe; thou schalt putte glorie, and greet fayrnesse on hym.
Ulfinni isaa moʼannaa ati isaaf kenniteen guddaa taʼe; atis ulfinaa fi surraa isatti uwwifte.
6 For thou schalt yyue hym in to blessing in to the world of world; thou schalt make hym glad in ioye with thi cheer.
Ati eebba bara baraa kenniteef; akka inni gammachuu argama keetiitiin gammadus goote.
7 For the kyng hopith in the Lord; and in the merci of the hiyeste he schal not be moued.
Mootichi Waaqayyoon amanataatii; sababii jaalala Waaqa Waan Hundaa Olii kan hin geeddaramne sanaatiifis inni hin raafamu.
8 Thyn hond be foundun to alle thin enemyes; thi riythond fynde alle hem that haten thee.
Harki kee diinota kee hunda ni qabata; harki kee mirgaas warra si jibban ni qaba.
9 Thou schalt putte hem as a furneis of fier in the tyme of thi cheer; the Lord schal disturble hem in his ire, and fier schal deuoure hem.
Yeroo mulʼachuu keetiitti, akka boolla ibiddi keessaa bobaʼuu isaan goota. Waaqayyo dheekkamsa isaatiin isaan liqimsa; ibiddis isaan fixa.
10 Thou schalt leese the fruyt of hem fro erthe; and `thou schalt leese the seed of hem fro the sones of men.
Ati sanyii isaanii lafa irraa, ijoollee isaaniis ilmaan namaa gidduudhaa ni balleessita.
11 For thei bowiden yuels ayens thee; thei thouyten counseils, whiche thei myyten not stablische.
Isaan yoo waan hamaa sitti yaadan, yoo daba sitti mariʼatanis hin milkaaʼan.
12 For thou schalt putte hem abac; in thi relifs thou schalt make redi the cheer of hem.
Ati yommuu iddaa kee isaanitti qabdutti, akka isaan baqatan gootaatii.
13 Lord, be thou enhaunsid in thi vertu; we schulen synge, and seie opinly thi vertues.
Yaa Waaqayyo, jabina keetiin ol ol jedhi; nu humna kee ni jajanna; ni faarfannas.
