< Psalms 88 >

1 A Song or Psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief Musician upon Mahalath Leannoth, Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite. O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
Rabbiyow, Ilaaha badbaadadaydow, Habeen iyo maalinba hortaadaan ka qayliyey,
2 Let my prayer come before thee: incline thy ear to my cry;
Baryootankaygu hortaada ha yimaado, Oo qayladayda dhegta u dhig,
3 For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth near to the grave. (Sheol h7585)
Waayo, naftayda waxaa ka buuxa dhibaatooyin, Oo noloshayduna waxay ku dhowaanaysaa She'ool. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
Waxaa laygu tiiriyey kuwa hoos ugu dhaadhaca yamayska, Oo waxaan ahay sida nin aan xoog lahayn,
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
Oo meydadka lagu dhex tuuray, Sida kuwa la laayay oo xabaalaha yaal, Oo aanad mar dambe soo xusuusnayn, Kuwaas oo ah kuwa gacantaada ka go'ay.
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
Waxaad igu ridday yamayska ugu hooseeya, Iyo gudcurka, iyo meelaha dhaadheer.
7 Thy wrath lieth heavy upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. (Selah)
Cadhadaadii baa igu soo degtay, Oo waxaad igu dhibtay hirarkaagii oo dhan. (Selaah)
8 Thou hast put away my acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination to them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
Kuwii aan iqiin waad iga fogaysay, Oo karaahiyaad iga dhigtay xaggooda. Waa lay xidhay, oo sooma aan bixi karo.
9 My eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands to thee.
Indhahaygu waxay la gudheen dhibaatada daraaddeed, Rabbiyow, maalin kasta waan kuu yeedhay, Oo gacmahaygana adigaan kuu hoorsaday.
10 Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? (Selah)
Ma yaabab baad tusaysaa meydadka? Kuwii dhintay miyey soo sara kacayaan oo ku ammaanayaan? (Selaah)
11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
Raxmaddaada miyaa qabriga lagu sheegayaa? Aaminnimadaadana miyaa halligaadda laga dhex sheegayaa?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
Yaababkaaga miyaa gudcurka lagu ogaanayaa? Xaqnimadaadana ma waxaa lagu ogaanayaa dalka illoobidda?
13 But to thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.
Laakiinse Rabbiyow, adigaan kuu qayshaday, Oo baryootankayguna subaxduu hortaada imanayaa.
14 LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
Rabbiyow, bal maxaad naftayda u xooraysaa? Oo bal maxaad wejigaaga iiga qarinaysaa?
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Waan dhibaataysnaa oo waxaan ku dhowaa inaan dhinto tan iyo yaraantaydiiba, Intaad cabsidaada igu riddayna waan caataysnaa.
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
Cadhadaadii kululayd ayaa i kor martay, Oo waxaa i baabbi'iyey waxyaalihii aad igu cabsiisay.
17 They came around me daily like water; they surrounded me together.
Maalintii oo dhan waxay hareerahayga ugu wareegsanaayeen sidii biyo oo kale, Dhammaantood way i wada hareereeyeen.
18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and my acquaintance into darkness.
Kii i jeclaa iyo saaxiibkayba waad iga fogaysay, Oo kuwii aan iqiinna gudcur baad iga gelisay.

< Psalms 88 >