Faarfannaa 35
1 Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, warra anaan mormaniin mormi; warra na lolanis loli.
David’s. Contend, O Yahweh, with them who contend with me, Make war upon them who make war upon me.
2 Gaachanaa fi miʼa lolaa qabadhu; na gargaaruudhaafis kaʼi.
Grasp buckler and shield, and arise in my help;
3 Warra na ariʼanitti eeboo fi bodee luqqifadhu. Lubbuu kootiinis, “Fayyinni kee ana” jedhi.
Then draw the spear, and close up against my pursuers, Say to my soul, Thy salvation, I am!
4 Warri lubbuu koo barbaadan, haa qaanaʼan; haa salphatanis; warri na balleessuuf mariʼatanis, abdii kutatanii duubatti haa deebiʼan.
Let them be ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life, —Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my hurt:
5 Akka habaqii qilleensaan fudhatamee haa taʼan; ergamaan Waaqayyoos isaan haa ariʼu.
Let them be as chaff before the wind, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pressing them on:
6 Karaan isaanii dukkanaaʼaa fi mucucaataa haa taʼu; ergamaan Waaqayyoos isaan haa ariʼu.
Let their way become dark and slippery, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pursuing them.
7 Isaan sababii malee kiyyoo isaanii dhoksanii na dura kaaʼaniiruutii; sababii malees boolla naa qotaniiru;
For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net, —Without cause, have they digged [a pit] for my life.
8 utuu inni hin beekin badiisni isatti haa dhufu; kiyyoon inni dhokse sunis isuma haa qabu; boolluma qote sanattis haa kufu.
There shall reach him a ruin he could not know, —Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!
9 Yoos lubbuun ko, Waaqayyotti gammaddi; fayyisuu isaattis ni ililchiti.
But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh, —shall be glad in his salvation.
10 Lafeen koo hundi akkana siin jedha: “Yaa Waaqayyo, kan akka keetii eenyu? Ati dadhabdoota warra isaan caalaa jabaatan jalaa baafta; hiyyeeyyii fi rakkattoota illee saamtota jalaa baafta.”
All my bones, shall say—O Yahweh, who is like unto thee? Rescuing the oppressed from one stronger than he, Yea the oppressed and the needy, from their spoiler.
11 Dhuga baatonni sobaa natti kaʼan; waan ani waaʼee isaa hin beeknes na gaafatu.
There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me:
12 Isaan qooda waan gaarii waan hamaa naa deebisu; lubbuu koos kophaatti hambisu.
They repay me evil for good, Bereaving my soul.
13 Ani garuu yeroo isaan dhibamanitti, wayyaa gaddaa nan uffadhe; lubbuu koos soomaan nan miidhe. Yeroo kadhannaan koo deebii malee hafettis
But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return:
14 ani akkuma waan michuu kootiif yookaan obboleessa kootiif gadduutti, gaddaan asii fi achi deddeebiʼe. Akkuma waan haadha kootiif booʼuuttis, gaddaan mataa koo nan buuse.
Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.
15 Isaan garuu yeroo ani gufadhetti gammadanii walitti qabaman; utuu ani hin beekin na marsan; utuu wal irraa hin kutinis na cicciratan.
But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, —There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent;
16 Isaan akkuma warra Waaqatti hin bulleetti hamminaan natti qoosan; ilkaan isaanii illee natti qaratan.
Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
17 Yaa Gooftaa, ati hamma yoomiitti calʼistee ilaalta? Lubbuu koo badiisa isaan fidan jalaa, jireenya koos leenca jalaa baasi.
My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.
18 Ani wal gaʼii guddaa keessatti sin galateeffadha; tuuta guddaa keessatti sin jajadha.
I will thank thee, in the midst of a great convocation, —In the midst of a mighty people, will I praise thee.
19 Warri akkasumaan diina natti taʼan natti hin gammadin; warri sababii malee na jibban sunis ija natti hin qisin.
Let not them who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!
20 Isaan nagaa hin dubbatan; warra qabbanaan biyya keessa jiraatanittis, mala sobaa malatu.
For, no salvation, will they utter, —But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;
21 Isaanis, “Baga! Baga! Ijuma keenyaan isa argine” jedhanii afaan natti banatu.
Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!
22 Yaa Waaqayyo, ati waan kana argiteerta; hin calʼisin. Yaa gooftaa, narraa hin fagaatin.
Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:
23 Yaa Waaqa koo fi Gooftaa ko, ati mirga kootiif, dhimma kootiifis dammaqi; kaʼi!
Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord!—to my plea:
24 Yaa Waaqayyo Waaqa ko, akkuma qajeelummaa keetiitti naa murteessi; akka isaan natti gammadanis hin godhin.
Vindicate me according to thy righteousness, O Yahweh, my God! And let them not rejoice over me:
25 Akka isaan, “Baga! Akkuma nu barbaanne taʼeera!” jedhan, yookaan akka isaan, “Nu isa liqimsineerra” jedhan hin godhin.
Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!
26 Warri dhiphina kootti gammadan hundinuu haa qaanaʼan; haa burjaajaʼanis; warri natti kooran hundinuus, qaanii fi salphina haa uffatan.
Let them turn pale, and then at once blush, who are rejoicing at my misfortune, —Let them be clothed with shame and confusion, who are magnifying themselves against me.
27 Warri qajeelumma koo jaallatan, sagalee guddaadhaan haa ililchan; haa gammadanis. Isaan yeroo hunda, “Waaqayyo inni nagaa garbicha isaatti gammadu guddaa dha” haa jedhan.
Let them shout in triumph and rejoice, who are desiring my justification; And let them say continually, Yahweh be magnified, Who hath taken pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
28 Arrabni koo qajeelummaa kee, guyyaa guutuus galata kee odeessa.
Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness, —All the day long, —thy praise!
