Faarfannaa 65
1 Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqi, Xiyoon keessatti galatatu si eeggata; wareegni keenyas siif galfama.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David—a song. Thine, are silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, —And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.
2 Yaa isa kadhannaa namaa dhageessu, namni hundinuu gara kee ni dhufa.
Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
3 Yeroo cubbuun na moʼattetti, ati yakka keenya nuu dhiifteerta.
Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
4 Warri ati filattee akka isaan qeʼee kee jiraataniif ofitti dhiʼeessite eebbifamoo dha! Nus waan gaarii mana keetiitiin, kan mana qulqullummaa keetiitiinis ni quufna.
How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall abide in thy courts, —We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
5 Yaa Waaqi Fayyisaa keenya, ati hojii qajeelummaa sodaachisaadhaan deebii nuu kennita; daarii lafaa hundumaaf, galaana fagootti argamuufis ati abdii dha;
By things reverend in righteousness, wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the sea far away;
6 ati humna uffatteerta; jabina keetiinis tulluuwwan hundeessite;
Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
7 ati huursaa galaanaa, huursaa dhaʼaa bishaanii, raafama uummataas ni calʼisiifte.
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
8 Warri fagoo jiraatan dinqiiwwan kee ni sodaatu; ati yeroo bariʼuu fi yeroo dhiʼutti, akka faarfannaan gammachuu faarfatamu ni goota.
Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.
9 Ati lafa ni eegda; bishaanis ni obaafta; akka malees ni gabbifta; akka namootaaf midhaan kennaniifis lageen Waaqaa bishaaniin guutamaniiru; ati kanumaaf qopheessiteertaatii.
Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it—The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:
10 Boʼoo isaa bishaan quubsita; biyyoo isaas wal qixxeessita; tiifuu bokkaatiinis ni jiifta; biqila isaas ni eebbifta.
The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
11 Gaarummaa keetiin bara ni gonfita; daandiiwwan kees cooma coccobsu.
Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
12 Lafti margaa kan gammoojjii akka malee misa; gaarranis gammachuudhaan guutamu.
Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
13 Dirreewwan bushaayeedhaan guutamu; sululoonni midhaaniin haguugamu; isaanis ililleedhaan iyyanii faarfatu.
Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
