Psalms 45
1 For the Chief Musician. Set to “The Lilies.” A contemplation by the sons of Korah. A wedding song. My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skilful writer.
Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Yeedaloo ilmaan Qooraahi kan “Daraaraa” jedhamu. Maskiil. Faarfannaa cidhaa. Yommuu ani mootiidhaaf faarfadhutti, yaadni gaariin garaa koo guutee irra dhangalaʼa; arrabni koos akkuma biirii barreessaa ogeessa tokkoo ti.
2 You are the most excellent of the sons of men. Grace has anointed your lips, therefore God has blessed you forever.
Ati nama hundumaa caalaa miidhagaa dha; hidhii kee irra surraatu dhangalaʼa; kanaafuu Waaqni bara baraan si eebbiseera.
3 Strap your sword on your thigh, O mighty one, in your splendour and your majesty.
Yaa gooticha, goraadee kee luqqeettuutti hidhadhu; ulfinaa fi surraa uffadhu.
4 In your majesty ride on victoriously on behalf of truth, humility, and righteousness. Let your right hand display awesome deeds.
Sababii dubbii dhugaatiif, gad of qabiisaa fi qajeelummaatiif, miidhagina keetiin moʼannaadhaan fuula duratti gulufi; harki kee mirgaas hojii sodaachisaa haa hojjetu.
5 Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king’s enemies.
Xiyyawwan kee qara qabeeyyiin sun onnee diinota mootii haa waraanan; saboonnis miilla kee jalatti haa jijjiganii.
6 Your throne, God, is forever and ever. A sceptre of equity is the sceptre of your kingdom.
Yaa Waaqayyo, teessoon kee bara baraa hamma bara baraatti ni jiraata; bokkuun qajeelummaas bokkuu mootummaa keetii ni taʼa.
7 You have loved righteousness, and hated wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows.
Ati qajeelummaa jaallatta; jalʼina immoo ni jibbita; kanaafuu Waaqayyo, Waaqni kee hiriyoota kee caalaatti, zayitiidhaan gammachuu si dibeera.
8 All your garments smell like myrrh, aloes, and cassia. Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.
Uffanni kee hundinuu qumbiidhaan, argeessaa fi qundhiidhaan ni urgaaʼa; masaraawwan ilka arbaatiin miidhagfaman keessattis muuziiqaan miʼa ribuu si gammachiisa.
9 Kings’ daughters are amongst your honourable women. At your right hand the queen stands in gold of Ophir.
Intallan moototaa dubartoota kee warra kabajamoo keessa jiru; mootittiinis warqee Oofiiriitiin miidhagfamtee karaa harka mirga keetii dhaabatti.
10 Listen, daughter, consider, and turn your ear. Forget your own people, and also your father’s house.
Yaa intalaa dhagaʼi; hubadhu; gurra kees as qabi; saba keetii fi mana abbaa keetii irraanfadhu.
11 So the king will desire your beauty, honour him, for he is your lord.
Mootiin miidhagina kee hawwa; waan inni gooftaa kee taʼeef isa kabaji.
12 The daughter of Tyre comes with a gift. The rich amongst the people entreat your favour.
Intalli Xiiroos kennaa fiddee dhufti; sooreyyiinis garaa si laafifachuu barbaadu.
13 The princess inside is all glorious. Her clothing is interwoven with gold.
Intalli mootii ulfina guddaadhaan diinqa ishee jirti; uffanni ishees warqeedhaan dhaʼame.
14 She shall be led to the king in embroidered work. The virgins, her companions who follow her, shall be brought to you.
Isheenis uffata halluu garaa garaa qabu uffattee gara mootiitti geeffamti; durboonni waaʼelli ishees ishee duukaa buʼanii gara keetti fidamu.
15 With gladness and rejoicing they shall be led. They shall enter into the king’s palace.
Isaanis gammachuu fi ililleedhaan ol galfamu; masaraa mootichaas ni seenu.
16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers. You shall make them princes in all the earth.
Ilmaan kee iddoo abbootii keetii buʼan; atis lafa hunda irratti isaan ni moosifta.
17 I will make your name to be remembered in all generations. Therefore the peoples shall give you thanks forever and ever.
Ani akka maqaan kee dhaloota hunda keessatti yaadatamu nan godha; kanaafuu saboonni bara baraa hamma bara baraatti si jajatu.
