Sabuurradii 144
1 Mahad waxaa leh Rabbiga dhagaxayga weyn ah, Oo gacmahayga dagaalka bara, Farahaygana dirirta bara,
[A Psalm] of David concerning Goliad. Blessed [be] the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, [and] my fingers for war.
2 Kaasoo ah raxmaddayda, iyo qalcaddayda, Munaaraddayda, iyo samatabbixiyahayga, Iyo gaashaankayga, iyo kan aan isku halleeyo, Oo dadkayga ka yeela kuwo iga hooseeya.
My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues my people under me.
3 Rabbiyow, waa maxay dadku oo aad u xusuusataa isaga? Ama wiilka aadanaha oo aad ka fikirtaa isaga?
Lord, what is man, that you are made known to him? or the son of man, that you take account of him?
4 Dadku waa sida wax aan waxtar lahayn, Oo cimrigiisuna waa sida hooska libdha.
Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow.
5 Rabbiyow, samooyinkaaga foorori, oo soo dhaadhac, Buuraha taabo, oo iyana way qiiqi doonaan.
O Lord, bow your heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Hillaac soo tuur, oo iyaga kala firdhi, Fallaadhahaaga soo gan, oo iyaga jebi.
Send lightning, and you shall scatter them: send forth your arrows, and you shall discomfit them.
7 Gacantaada kor ka soo fidi, Oo i badbaadi, oo iga samatabbixi biyaha badan, Iyo gacanta shisheeyayaasha,
Send forth your hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children;
8 Kuwaasoo afkoodu wax bilaash ah ku hadlo, Gacantooda midigna tahay midig beeneed.
whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.
9 Ilaahow, gabay cusub ayaan kuugu gabyi doonaa, Oo waxaan ammaan kuugu gabyi doonaa shareerad toban xadhig leh.
O God, I will sing a new song to you: I will play to you on a lute of ten strings.
10 Waa isaga kan boqorrada badbaadiyaa, Oo addoonkiisa Daa'uud ka badbaadiya seefta sharka leh.
[Even] to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword.
11 I badbaadi, oo iga samatabbixi gacanta shisheeyayaasha, Kuwaasoo afkoodu wax bilaash ah ku hadlo, Gacantooda midigna tahay midig beeneed.
Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity;
12 Markii wiilashayadu ay noqdaan sidii geedo yaraantoodii ku koray, Oo gabdhahayaguna ay noqdaan sidii dhagaxyada rukunka oo loo qoray qaabkii guriga boqorka,
whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple.
13 Markii maqsinnadayadu ay buuxsamaan iyagoo na siinaya alaab cayn kasta ah, Idahayaguna ay noo dhalaan kumanyaal iyo kumaankun oo berrimmada noo jooga,
Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets.
14 Markii dibidayadu ay aad u xoogaystaan, Markaan la arag weerarid iyo qaxid, Oo aan cabasho jirin jidadkayaga dhexdooda,
Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds.
15 Waxaa faraxsan dadkii xaalkoodu sidaas yahay, Haah, oo waxaa faraxsan dadkii Rabbigu Ilaahooda yahay.
Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, [but] blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.
