Faarfannaa 92
1 Faarfannaa Guyyaa Sanbataa Faarfatamu. Waaqayyoon, galateeffachuun, yaa Waaqa Waan Hundaa Olii, maqaa keetiif faarfachuun gaarii dha.
A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
2 Jaalala kee ganamaan, amanamummaa kees halkaniin labsuun,
To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 kiraara ribuu kudhaniitiin, sagalee baganaatiinis labsuun gaarii dha.
On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 Yaa Waaqayyo, ati hojii keetiin na gammachiiftaatii; ani sababii hojii harka keetiitiif gammachuudhaan nan faarfadha.
For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 Yaa Waaqayyo, hojiin kee akkam guddaa dha; yaadni kees akkam gad fagoo dha!
How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 Namni qalbii hin qabne waan kana beekuu hin dandaʼu; gowwaanis hin hubatu;
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
7 hamoonni yoo akkuma margaa biqilan iyyuu, jalʼoonni hundinuus yoo daraaran iyyuu, isaan bara baraan ni barbadaaʼu.
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 Yaa Waaqayyo, ati garuu bara baraan ol ol jetta.
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
9 Yaa Waaqayyo, kunoo diinota kee, kunoo diinonni kee ni badu; warri jalʼina hojjetan hundinuus ni bittinneeffamu.
For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
10 Ati gaanfa koo akka gaanfa gafarsaa ol ol qabde; zayitii haaraa natti dhangalaafte.
And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 Iji koo moʼatamuu diinota koo argeera; gurri koos badiisa jalʼoota natti kaʼanii dhagaʼeera.
And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
12 Qajeeltonni akkuma muka meexxii ni dagaagu; akkuma birbirsa Libaanoonitti ni guddatu;
The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
13 isaan mana Waaqayyoo keessa dhaabamanii jiru; oobdii Waaqa keenyaa keessattis itti tolee misanii jiran.
Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
14 Isaan amma iyyuu bara dullumaa keessa ija naqatu; gabbataniis dagaaganii jiraatu.
Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
15 Isaanis, “Waaqayyo tolaa dha; inni Kattaa koo ti; hamminni isa keessa hin jiru” jedhanii labsu.
To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
