Sabuurradii 88

1 Rabbiyow, Ilaaha badbaadadaydow, Habeen iyo maalinba hortaadaan ka qayliyey,

A Song, a psalm of the Korahites. To the leader: according to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord my God, I cry for help in the day-time, in the night my cry is before you;

2 Baryootankaygu hortaada ha yimaado, Oo qayladayda dhegta u dhig,

let my prayer come into your presence, incline your ear to my cry.

3 Waayo, naftayda waxaa ka buuxa dhibaatooyin, Oo noloshayduna waxay ku dhowaanaysaa She'ool. (Sheol h7585)

For I am sated with sorrow, my life draws near to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)

4 Waxaa laygu tiiriyey kuwa hoos ugu dhaadhaca yamayska, Oo waxaan ahay sida nin aan xoog lahayn,

I am counted with those who go down to the pit; without strength am I.

5 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.

My home is among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more cut off as they are from your hand.

6 Waxaad igu ridday yamayska ugu hooseeya, Iyo gudcurka, iyo meelaha dhaadheer.

In the deepest pit you have put me, in shadows deep and dark.

7 Cadhadaadii baa igu soo degtay, Oo waxaad igu dhibtay hirarkaagii oo dhan. (Selaah)

Your wrath lies heavy upon me, waves of your anger roll over me. (Selah)

8 Kuwii aan iqiin waad iga fogaysay, Oo karaahiyaad iga dhigtay xaggooda. Waa lay xidhay, oo sooma aan bixi karo.

You have put my friends far from me, you have made them shun me. I am shut in, and cannot escape,

9 Indhahaygu waxay la gudheen dhibaatada daraaddeed, Rabbiyow, maalin kasta waan kuu yeedhay, Oo gacmahaygana adigaan kuu hoorsaday.

my eyes are wasted with sorrow. I call on you, Lord, every day, spreading my hands out to you.

10 Ma yaabab baad tusaysaa meydadka? Kuwii dhintay miyey soo sara kacayaan oo ku ammaanayaan? (Selaah)

For the dead can you work wonders? Can the shades rise again to praise you? (Selah)

11 Raxmaddaada miyaa qabriga lagu sheegayaa? Aaminnimadaadana miyaa halligaadda laga dhex sheegayaa?

Can your kindness be told in the grave, your faithfulness in the tomb?

12 Yaababkaaga miyaa gudcurka lagu ogaanayaa? Xaqnimadaadana ma waxaa lagu ogaanayaa dalka illoobidda?

Can your wonders be known in the darkness, or your help in the land of forgetfulness?

13 Laakiinse Rabbiyow, adigaan kuu qayshaday, Oo baryootankayguna subaxduu hortaada imanayaa.

I cry for help to you, in the morning my prayer comes before you.

14 Rabbiyow, bal maxaad naftayda u xooraysaa? Oo bal maxaad wejigaaga iiga qarinaysaa?

Why, O Lord, do you spurn me, and hide your face from me?

15 Waan dhibaataysnaa oo waxaan ku dhowaa inaan dhinto tan iyo yaraantaydiiba, Intaad cabsidaada igu riddayna waan caataysnaa.

From my youth I am wretched and dying, I am numbed by the terrors I bear.

16 Cadhadaadii kululayd ayaa i kor martay, Oo waxaa i baabbi'iyey waxyaalihii aad igu cabsiisay.

The fires of your wrath have passed over me, your terrors destroy me,

17 Maalintii oo dhan waxay hareerahayga ugu wareegsanaayeen sidii biyo oo kale, Dhammaantood way i wada hareereeyeen.

surging around me forever, hemming me in altogether.

18 Kii i jeclaa iyo saaxiibkayba waad iga fogaysay, Oo kuwii aan iqiinna gudcur baad iga gelisay.

Those who love me you put far from me; the dark is my only friend.