Faarfannaa 39
1 Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Yeduutuuniif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Ani akkana nan jedhe; “Ani karaa koo nan eeggadha; arraba koos cubbuu irraa nan ittisa; hamma namni hamaan na bira jiruttis, afaan kootti luugama nan kaaʼadha.”
To the chief music-maker. Of Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David. I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.
2 Ani calʼisee akkuma duudaa nan taʼe; waan gaarii dubbachuu irraas of nan qusadhe; dhiphinni koo garuu ittuma caale;
I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
3 onneen koo na keessatti bulluqaa deeme; yeroo ani irra deddeebiʼee yaadettis ibiddi sun ni bobaʼe; anis arraba kootiin akkana jedheen dubbadhe:
My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
4 Yaa Waaqayyo, ati dhuma jireenya kootii na argisiisi; dheerina umurii kootiis na barsiisi; jireenyi koo akkam dafee akka darbus na beeksisi.
Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.
5 Kunoo, ati bara koo taakkuu tokkittii gooteerta; umuriin koos fuula kee duratti homaattuu hin hedamu; jireenyi nama hundumaas akkuma qilleensa shuf jedhee darbuu ti.
You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah)
6 Dhuguma iyyuu namni akkuma gaaddidduu deddeebiʼa; dhugumaan inni akkasumaan goolama; namni qabeenya ni kuusa; garuu eenyuuf akka walitti qabu hin beeku.
Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.
7 “Egaa amma yaa Gooftaa, ani maalin eeggadha? Abdiin koo suma irra jira.
And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you.
8 Dogoggora koo hunda irraa na oolchi; nama gowwoonni itti kolfan na hin godhin.
Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour.
9 Ani duudaa dha; afaan koos hin saaqqadhu; kan waan kana godhe sumaatii.
I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it.
10 Ani rukuttaa harka keetiitiin dhumeeraatii; dhaʼicha kee narraa fuudhi.
No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
11 Ati sababii cubbuu isaaniitiif namoota ifatta; ni adabdas; akkuma biliis qabeenya isaanii ni balleessita; dhugumaan namni hundinuu qilleensuma shuf jedhee darbuu dha.
By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah)
12 “Yaa Waaqayyo, kadhannaa koo naa dhagaʼi; iyya ani gargaarsa barbaachaaf iyyus dhaggeeffadhu; booʼicha koos calʼistee hin ilaalin. Ani akka alagaatti si bira nan jiraadhaatii; akkuma abbootii koo hundumaattis ani nama biyya ormaa ti.
Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
13 Utuun godaanee lafa irraa hin dhabamin dura akkan deebiʼee gammaduuf, ija kee narraa deebifadhu.”
Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
