< Psalms 17 >

1 A Prayer of David. Lord, listen to my justice, attend to my supplication. Pay attention to my prayer, which is not from deceitful lips.
Kadhannaa Daawit. Yaa Waaqayyo, iyyata ani murtii qajeelaaf iyyadhu dhagaʼi; booʼicha koos dhaggeeffadhu. Kadhannaa koo kan afaan nama hin gowwoomsine keessaa baʼuufis gurra kenni.
2 Let my judgment proceed from your presence. Let your eyes behold fairness.
Murtiin koo si biraa haa dhufu; iji kees waan qajeelaa haa argu.
3 You have tested my heart and visited it by night. You have examined me by fire, and iniquity has not been found in me.
Ati yoo garaa koo qorte, halkaniinis yoo na ilaalte, yoo na sakattaates, homaa narratti hin argattu; ani akka afaan koo cubbuu hin hojjenneef kutadheeraatii.
4 Therefore, may my mouth not speak the works of men. I have kept to difficult ways because of the words of your lips.
Waaʼee hojii namootaa immoo ani dubbii afaan keetiitiin karaa gooltotaa irraa of eeggadheera.
5 Perfect my steps in your paths, so that my footsteps may not be disturbed.
Tarkaanfiin koo karaa kee irratti cimeera; miilli koos hin mucucaanne.
6 I have cried out because you, O God, have listened to me. Incline your ear to me and heed my words.
Yaa Waaqi, waan ati deebii naa kennituuf ani sin waammadha; gurra kee gara kootti qabiitii kadhannaa koo dhagaʼi.
7 Make your mercies wonderful, for you save those who hope in you.
Yaa isa warra diinota isaanii jalaa sitti baqatan harka kee mirgaatiin oolchitu, ati jaalala kee isa hin geeddaramne sana haala dinqisiisaadhaan argisiisi.
8 From those who resist your right hand, preserve me like the pupil of your eye. Protect me under the shadow of your wings,
Akka agartuu ija keetiitti na eegi; gaaddidduu qoochoo keetiitiinis na dhoksi;
9 from the face of the impious who have afflicted me. My enemies have surrounded my soul.
hamoota na dhiphisan jalaa, diinota na ajjeesuuf na marsan jalaa na baasi.
10 They have concealed their fatness; their mouth has been speaking arrogantly.
Isaan garaa isaanii kan namaa hin naane sana ni guduunfu; afaan isaaniis of tuulummaadhaan dubbata.
11 They have cast me out, and now they have surrounded me. They have cast their eyes down to the earth.
Isaan faana na dhaʼu; ammas na marsaniiru; lafaan na dhaʼuudhaafis ija babaasu.
12 They have taken me, like a lion ready for the prey, and like a young lion dwelling in hiding.
Isaan akka leenca waa kukkutachuu kajeeluu ti; akka leenca guddaa riphee waa gaaduu ti.
13 Rise up, O Lord, arrive before him and displace him. Deliver my soul from the impious one: your spear from the enemies of your hand.
Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi; itti baʼiitii isaan kuffisi; goraadee keetiinis hamoota jalaa na baasi.
14 Lord, divide them from the few of the earth in their life. Their gut has been filled from your hidden stores. They have been filled with sons, and they have bequeathed to their little ones the remainder.
Yaa Waaqayyo, namoota akkanaa jalaa, namoota addunyaa kanaa warra qoodni isaanii jireenyuma ammaa taʼe jalaa harka keetiin na baraari. Garaan isaanii waan ati isaaniif kuufte haa quufu; ijoolleen isaaniis akka malee haa quufan; isaanis waan isaan irraa hafe daaʼimman isaaniitiif haa kaaʼan.
15 But as for me, I will appear before your sight in justice. I will be satisfied when your glory appears.
Ani garuu qajeelummaadhaan fuula kee nan arga; yommuun dammaquttis ani ulfina kee arguudhaan nan quufa.

< Psalms 17 >