Faarfannaa 42
1 Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Maskiilii Ilmaan Qooraahi. Akkuma gadamsi bishaan yaaʼutti gaggabu sana, yaa Waaqa ko, lubbuun koo sitti gaggabdi.
Unto the end. The understanding of the sons of Korah. As the deer longs for fountains of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.
2 Lubbuun koo Waaqayyoon Waaqa jiraataa dheebotti. Ani yoomin dhaqee fuula Waaqaa arga?
My soul has thirsted for the strong living God. When will I draw close and appear before the face of God?
3 Imimmaan koo halkanii guyyaa soora naa taʼeera; namoonni guyyaa guutuu “Waaqni kee eessa jira?” anaan jedhuutii.
My tears have been my bread, day and night. Meanwhile, it is said to me daily: “Where is your God?”
4 Ani yommuun waan kana yaadadhutti, lubbuu koo of keessatti nan dhangalaasa: ilillee fi faarfannaa galataatiin tuuta ayyaana ayyaaneffatu tokko, hiriiraan gara mana Waaqaatti geggeessaa tuuticha wajjin akkamitti akka ani deemaa ture yaadadha.
These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.
5 Yaa lubbuu ko, ati maaliif gaddita? Na keessattis maaliif raafamta? Abdii kee Waaqa irra keeyyadhu; ani amma iyyuu isa nan jajadha. Fayyisaa koo fi Waaqa koo nan jajadha.
Why are you sad, my soul? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance,
6 Lubbuun koo na keessatti gadditeerti; kanaafuu ani biyya Yordaanos irraa, fiixee Hermoonii fi Gaara Miizaarii irraa si yaadadha.
and my God. My soul has been troubled within myself. Because of this, I will remember you from the land of the Jordan and from Hermon, from the little mountain.
7 Huursaa fincaaʼaa keetiitiin, tuujubni tuujuba waama; dambalii fi dhaʼaan kee hundinuu, narra yaaʼan.
Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.
8 Waaqayyo guyyaadhaan jaalala isaa kan hin geeddaramne ni ajaja; halkan immoo faarfannaan isaa na wajjin jira; kunis kadhannaa ani Waaqa jireenya kootii kadhadhuu dha.
In the daylight, the Lord has ordered his mercy; and in the night, a canticle to him. With me is a prayer to the God of my life.
9 Anis Waaqa Kattaa kootiin akkana nan jedha; “Ati maaliif na dagatte? Maaliif ani diinaan cunqurfamee gaddaan jiraadha?”
I will say to God, “You are my supporter. Why have you forgotten me? And why do I walk in mourning, while my adversary afflicts me?”
10 Amajaajonni koo guyyaa guutuu, “Waaqni kee eessa jira?” jedhanii natti qoosudhaan, akkuma goraadee lafee koo keessaatti na dhiphisu.
While my bones are being broken, my enemies, who trouble me, have reproached me. Meanwhile, they say to me every single day, “Where is your God?”
11 Yaa lubbuu ko, ati maaliif gaddita? Na keessattis maaliif raafamta? Abdii kee Waaqa irra kaaʼadhu; ani amma iyyuu isa nan galateeffadha; Fayyisaa koo fi Waaqa koo nan jajadha.
My soul, why are you saddened? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance and my God.
