Faarfannaa 144
1 Faarfannaa Daawit. Waaqayyo kattaa koo, isa harka koo waraanaaf, quba koos lolaaf leenjisu sanaaf galanni haa gaʼu.
A psalm of David. Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who trains my hands for war and my fingers for battle.
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.
You are my covenant faithfulness and my fortress, my high tower and the one who rescues me, my shield and the one in whom I take refuge, the one who subdues nations under me.
3 Yaa Waaqayyo, akka ati waaʼee isaa yaadduuf, namni maali? Akka ati isaaf yaadduuf ilmi namaa maali?
Yahweh, what is man that you take notice of him or the son of man that you think about him?
4 Namni akkuma qilleensa shuf jedhee darbuuti, barri isaas akkuma gaaddisa darbuu ti.
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
5 Yaa Waaqayyo, samiiwwan kee tarsaasii gad buʼi; akka aarri isaan keessaa yaaʼuufis tulluuwwan tuqi.
Cause the sky to sink and come down, Yahweh; touch the mountains and make them smoke.
6 Bakakkaa ergiitii diina bittinneessi; xiyya kee darbadhuutii isaan balleessi.
Send flashes of lightning and scatter my enemies; shoot your arrows and drive them back in confusion.
7 Ol gubbaadhaa harka kee gad hiixadhuutii bishaan jabaa jalaa, harka alagaa duraas, na baasi; na oolchis;
Reach out your hand from above; rescue me out of many waters, from the hand of foreigners.
8 warra afaan isaanii sobaan guutame, warra harki isaanii mirgaa nama dogoggorsu duraa na baasi.
Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is falsehood.
9 Yaa Waaqi, ani faarfannaa haaraa siif nan faarfadha; kiraara ribuu kudhaniitiinis siifin weeddisa;
I will sing a new song to you, God; on a lute of ten strings I will sing praises to you,
10 isa moototaaf moʼannoo kennuuf, isa garbicha isaa Daawitin goraadee nama ajjeesu jalaa baasuuf nan faarfadha.
who give salvation to kings, who rescued David your servant from an evil sword.
11 Harka Ormootaa duraa, warra afaan isaanii sobaan guutame, warra harki isaanii mirgaa nama dogoggorsu jalaa na baasi; na oolchis.
Rescue me and free me from the hand of foreigners. Their mouths speak lies, and their right hand is 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.
May our sons be like plants who grow to full size in their youth and our daughters like carved corner pillars, shapely like those of a palace.
13 Gombisaawwan keenya, midhaan gosa garaa garaatiin haa guutaman. Hoolonni keenya kumaatama haa dhalan; dirree keenya irrattis kumaatama kudhaniin haa baayʼatan;
May our storehouses be full with every kind of produce, and may our sheep produce 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.
Then our oxen will have many young. No one will break through our walls; there will be no exile and no outcry in our streets.
15 Warri eebbi kun taʼeef haa gammadan; warri Waaqayyo Waaqa isaanii taʼeef eebbifamoo dha.
Blessed is the people with such blessings; happy is the people whose God is Yahweh.
