Psalms 40
1 For victorie, the song of Dauid. Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me.
Anigu Rabbiga samir baan ku sugay, Oo isna wuu i soo jalleecay, qayladaydiina wuu maqlay,
2 And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis.
Oo weliba wuxuu iga soo bixiyey yamays baabba' ah, iyo dhoobada dhiriqda ah, Oo wuxuu cagaha ii saaray dhagax weyn, oo socodkaygiina wuu xoogeeyey.
3 And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord.
Oo afkaygiina wuxuu geliyey gabay cusub, kaas oo ah ammaanta Ilaaheenna. Kuwo badan baa arki doona, wayna cabsan doonaan, Rabbigayna isku hallayn doonaan.
4 Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses.
Waxaa barakaysan ninkii Rabbiga isku halleeya, Oo aan u jeedin kuwa kibirsan ama kuwa beenta ku leexda.
5 Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre.
Rabbiyow, Ilaahayow, shuqullada yaabka badan oo aad samaysay way badan yihiin, Oo fikirradaada aad naga qabtidna way badan yihiin, Oo iyaga lama xisaabi karo, Haddii aan sheego oo ka hadlo, Iyagu way ka sii badan yihiin wax la tirin karo.
6 Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne;
Allabari iyo qurbaan kuma aad faraxsanid, Oo anna dhegahaygii waad ii furtay, Qurbaan la gubo iyo qurbaanka dembiga midna ima aad weyddiisan.
7 thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me,
Oo markaasaan idhi, Bal eeg, anigu waan imid, Oo kitaabka duudduuban wax igu saabsan baa ku qoran.
8 that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte.
Ilaahayow, waxaan jeclahay inaan sameeyo doonistaada, Haah, oo sharcigaagu wuxuu ku dhex jiraa qalbigayga.
9 I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist.
Xaqnimo baan shirka weyn ku dhex wacdiyey, Oo bal eeg, inaanan bushimahayga ka joojin, Waad og tahay, Rabbiyow.
10 I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel.
Xaqnimadaada qalbigayga kuma aan qarin, Aaminnimadaada iyo badbaadintaadana waan sheegay, Oo raxmaddaada iyo runtaadana kama aan qarin shirka weyn.
11 But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp.
Rabbiyow, naxariistaada ha iga ceshan, Raxmaddaada iyo runtaaduna had iyo goorba ha i dhawreen.
12 For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me.
Waayo, xumaatooyin aan la tirin karin ayaa i hareereeyey, Oo dembiyadaydii ayaa i qabsaday, sidaas daraaddeed kor ma fiirin karo, Iyagu way ka badan yihiin timaha madaxayga, oo qalbigaygiina waa i gabay.
13 Lord, plese it to thee, that thou delyuere me; Lord, biholde thou to helpe me.
Rabbiyow, waan ku baryayaaye, i samatabbixi, Rabbiyow, u soo dhaqso inaad i caawiso.
14 Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me.
Kuwa doonaya inay naftayda halligaan ha ceeboobeen, Oo dhammaantood ha wareereen, Oo kuwa waxyeelladayda ku farxana Dib ha loo celiyo, oo sharafdarro ha ku soo degto.
15 Bere thei her confusioun anoon; that seien to me, Wel! wel! `that is, in scorn.
Kuwa aniga, Ahaa, Ahaa, igu yidhaahda, Ceebtooda daraaddeed ha la fajeceen.
16 Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere.
Kuwa adiga ku doondoona oo dhammu ha reyreeyeen oo ha kugu farxeen, Oo kuwa badbaadintaada jecelu had iyo goorba ha yidhaahdeen, Rabbiga ha la weyneeyo!
17 Forsothe Y am a beggere and pore; the Lord is bisi of me. Thou arte myn helpere and my defendere; my God, tarie thou not.
Laakiinse anigu waxaan ahay miskiin iyo mid baahan, Sayidkuse waa i xusuustaa. Ilaahayow, waxaad tahay caawimaaddayda iyo samatabbixiyahayga, Haddaba ha iga raagin.
