Faarfannaa 144
1 Faarfannaa Daawit. Waaqayyo kattaa koo, isa harka koo waraanaaf, quba koos lolaaf leenjisu sanaaf galanni haa gaʼu.
[A Psalm off] David. Blessed be the LORD my rock, which teacheth my hands to war, [and] my fingers to fight:
2 Inni Waaqa na jaallatuu fi daʼoo koo ti; iddoo ani itti daʼadhuu fi fayyisaa koo ti. Gaachana koo, iddoo ani itti kooluu galu, kan na jalatti saba naaf bulchuu dha.
My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
3 Yaa Waaqayyo, akka ati waaʼee isaa yaadduuf, namni maali? Akka ati isaaf yaadduuf ilmi namaa maali?
LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Namni akkuma qilleensa shuf jedhee darbuuti, barri isaas akkuma gaaddisa darbuu ti.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5 Yaa Waaqayyo, samiiwwan kee tarsaasii gad buʼi; akka aarri isaan keessaa yaaʼuufis tulluuwwan tuqi.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Bakakkaa ergiitii diina bittinneessi; xiyya kee darbadhuutii isaan balleessi.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7 Ol gubbaadhaa harka kee gad hiixadhuutii bishaan jabaa jalaa, harka alagaa duraas, na baasi; na oolchis;
Stretch forth thine hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strangers;
8 warra afaan isaanii sobaan guutame, warra harki isaanii mirgaa nama dogoggorsu duraa na baasi.
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Yaa Waaqi, ani faarfannaa haaraa siif nan faarfadha; kiraara ribuu kudhaniitiinis siifin weeddisa;
I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
10 isa moototaaf moʼannoo kennuuf, isa garbicha isaa Daawitin goraadee nama ajjeesu jalaa baasuuf nan faarfadha.
It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Harka Ormootaa duraa, warra afaan isaanii sobaan guutame, warra harki isaanii mirgaa nama dogoggorsu jalaa na baasi; na oolchis.
Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 Ilmaan keenya dargaggummaa isaanii keessatti, akka biqiltuu tolee guddatee haa taʼan; intallan keenyas akka utubaa golee, kan masaraa mootummaa miidhagsuuf soofamee haa taʼan.
When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth; and our daughters as corner stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
13 Gombisaawwan keenya, midhaan gosa garaa garaatiin haa guutaman. Hoolonni keenya kumaatama haa dhalan; dirree keenya irrattis kumaatama kudhaniin haa baayʼatan;
[When] our garners are full, affording all manner of store; [and] our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14 loon keenya haa dorroban hin gatatin yookaan yeroo malee hin dhalin; boojiʼamuunis hin jiraatin; wawwaachuunis karaa keenya irratti hin dhagaʼamin.
[When] our oxen are well laden; [when there is] no breaking in, and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets;
15 Warri eebbi kun taʼeef haa gammadan; warri Waaqayyo Waaqa isaanii taʼeef eebbifamoo dha.
Happy is the people, that is in such a case: [yea], happy is the people, whose God is the LORD.
