Psalms 45
1 To the Overseer. — 'On the Lilies.' — By sons of Korah. — An Instruction. — A song of loves. My heart hath indited a good thing, I am telling my works to a king, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Yeedaloo ilmaan Qooraahi kan “Daraaraa” jedhamu. Maskiil. Faarfannaa cidhaa. Yommuu ani mootiidhaaf faarfadhutti, yaadni gaariin garaa koo guutee irra dhangalaʼa; arrabni koos akkuma biirii barreessaa ogeessa tokkoo ti.
2 Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
Ati nama hundumaa caalaa miidhagaa dha; hidhii kee irra surraatu dhangalaʼa; kanaafuu Waaqni bara baraan si eebbiseera.
3 Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
Yaa gooticha, goraadee kee luqqeettuutti hidhadhu; ulfinaa fi surraa uffadhu.
4 As to Thy majesty — prosper! — ride! Because of truth, and meekness — righteousness, And Thy right hand showeth Thee fearful things.
Sababii dubbii dhugaatiif, gad of qabiisaa fi qajeelummaatiif, miidhagina keetiin moʼannaadhaan fuula duratti gulufi; harki kee mirgaas hojii sodaachisaa haa hojjetu.
5 Thine arrows [are] sharp, — Peoples fall under Thee — In the heart of the enemies of the king.
Xiyyawwan kee qara qabeeyyiin sun onnee diinota mootii haa waraanan; saboonnis miilla kee jalatti haa jijjiganii.
6 Thy throne, O God, [is] age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness [Is] the sceptre of Thy kingdom.
Yaa Waaqayyo, teessoon kee bara baraa hamma bara baraatti ni jiraata; bokkuun qajeelummaas bokkuu mootummaa keetii ni taʼa.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.
Ati qajeelummaa jaallatta; jalʼina immoo ni jibbita; kanaafuu Waaqayyo, Waaqni kee hiriyoota kee caalaatti, zayitiidhaan gammachuu si dibeera.
8 Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.
Uffanni kee hundinuu qumbiidhaan, argeessaa fi qundhiidhaan ni urgaaʼa; masaraawwan ilka arbaatiin miidhagfaman keessattis muuziiqaan miʼa ribuu si gammachiisa.
9 Daughters of kings [are] among thy precious ones, A queen hath stood at thy right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.
Intallan moototaa dubartoota kee warra kabajamoo keessa jiru; mootittiinis warqee Oofiiriitiin miidhagfamtee karaa harka mirga keetii dhaabatti.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and see, incline thine ear, And forget thy people, and thy father's house,
Yaa intalaa dhagaʼi; hubadhu; gurra kees as qabi; saba keetii fi mana abbaa keetii irraanfadhu.
11 And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he [is] thy lord — bow thyself to him,
Mootiin miidhagina kee hawwa; waan inni gooftaa kee taʼeef isa kabaji.
12 And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.
Intalli Xiiroos kennaa fiddee dhufti; sooreyyiinis garaa si laafifachuu barbaadu.
13 All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work [is] her clothing.
Intalli mootii ulfina guddaadhaan diinqa ishee jirti; uffanni ishees warqeedhaan dhaʼame.
14 In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins — after her — her companions, Are brought to thee.
Isheenis uffata halluu garaa garaa qabu uffattee gara mootiitti geeffamti; durboonni waaʼelli ishees ishee duukaa buʼanii gara keetti fidamu.
15 They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.
Isaanis gammachuu fi ililleedhaan ol galfamu; masaraa mootichaas ni seenu.
16 Instead of thy fathers are thy sons, Thou dost appoint them for princes in all the earth.
Ilmaan kee iddoo abbootii keetii buʼan; atis lafa hunda irratti isaan ni moosifta.
17 I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!
Ani akka maqaan kee dhaloota hunda keessatti yaadatamu nan godha; kanaafuu saboonni bara baraa hamma bara baraatti si jajatu.
