Faarfannaa 17
1 Kadhannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, iyyata ani murtii qajeelaaf iyyadhu dhagaʼi; booʼicha koos dhaggeeffadhu. Kadhannaa koo kan afaan nama hin gowwoomsine keessaa baʼuufis gurra kenni.
A PRAYER OF DAVID. Hear, O YHWH, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
2 Murtiin koo si biraa haa dhufu; iji kees waan qajeelaa haa argu.
My judgment goes out from before You; Your eyes see uprightly.
3 Ati yoo garaa koo qorte, halkaniinis yoo na ilaalte, yoo na sakattaates, homaa narratti hin argattu; ani akka afaan koo cubbuu hin hojjenneef kutadheeraatii.
You have proved my heart, You have inspected by night, You have tried me, You find nothing; My thoughts do not pass over my mouth.
4 Waaʼee hojii namootaa immoo ani dubbii afaan keetiitiin karaa gooltotaa irraa of eeggadheera.
As for doings of man, Through a word of Your lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
5 Tarkaanfiin koo karaa kee irratti cimeera; miilli koos hin mucucaanne.
To uphold my goings in Your paths, My steps have not slipped.
6 Yaa Waaqi, waan ati deebii naa kennituuf ani sin waammadha; gurra kee gara kootti qabiitii kadhannaa koo dhagaʼi.
I called You, for You answer me, O God, incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
7 Yaa isa warra diinota isaanii jalaa sitti baqatan harka kee mirgaatiin oolchitu, ati jaalala kee isa hin geeddaramne sana haala dinqisiisaadhaan argisiisi.
Separate Your kindness wonderfully, O Savior of the confiding, By Your right hand, from withstanders.
8 Akka agartuu ija keetiitti na eegi; gaaddidduu qoochoo keetiitiinis na dhoksi;
Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; Hide me in the shadow of Your wings,
9 hamoota na dhiphisan jalaa, diinota na ajjeesuuf na marsan jalaa na baasi.
From the face of the wicked who spoiled me, [From] my enemies in soul who go around against me.
10 Isaan garaa isaanii kan namaa hin naane sana ni guduunfu; afaan isaaniis of tuulummaadhaan dubbata.
They have closed up their fat, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
11 Isaan faana na dhaʼu; ammas na marsaniiru; lafaan na dhaʼuudhaafis ija babaasu.
“Our steps have now surrounded [him]”; They set their eyes to turn aside in the land.
12 Isaan akka leenca waa kukkutachuu kajeeluu ti; akka leenca guddaa riphee waa gaaduu ti.
His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
13 Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi; itti baʼiitii isaan kuffisi; goraadee keetiinis hamoota jalaa na baasi.
Arise, O YHWH, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Your sword,
14 Yaa Waaqayyo, namoota akkanaa jalaa, namoota addunyaa kanaa warra qoodni isaanii jireenyuma ammaa taʼe jalaa harka keetiin na baraari. Garaan isaanii waan ati isaaniif kuufte haa quufu; ijoolleen isaaniis akka malee haa quufan; isaanis waan isaan irraa hafe daaʼimman isaaniitiif haa kaaʼan.
From men, Your hand, O YHWH, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Your hidden things You fill their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons, And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
15 Ani garuu qajeelummaadhaan fuula kee nan arga; yommuun dammaquttis ani ulfina kee arguudhaan nan quufa.
I—in righteousness, I see Your face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Your form!
