Psalms 90
1 A Prayer by Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.
Ry Talè, Ihe ni-fimoneña’ay amo tarira’ay iabio.
2 Before the mountains were born, before you had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
Ie mboe tsy toly o vohitseo mboe tsy tsinene’o ty tane toy naho ty voatse toy, boak’ an-kaehae hambo’e añe pak’ an-kitro añ’afe’e añe, Ihe ro Andrianañahare.
3 You turn man to destruction, saying, “Return, you children of men.”
Ampolie’o mb’an-debok’ ao ondatio ami’ty hoe: Mimpolia ry ana’ondaty.
4 For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.
Fa arivo taoñe am-pivazohoa’o ty andro raike toe hoe omale te nihelañe, ie manahake ty fiambenañe an-kaleñe.
5 You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.
Sinao’o añe hoe an-tsorotombake iereo, le miròtse, f’ie maraiñe, le hoe ahetse mipitsipitsike.
6 In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.
Mioboñoboñe te maraindraiñe mbore mitombo, ie hariva miheatse vaho miforejeje.
7 For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.
Toe mongore’ ty haviñera’o zahay, mampangebahebak’ anay ty fifombo’o.
8 You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence.
Fa napo’o añatrefa’o o tahi’aio, am-pireandrean-dahara’o eo o hakeo’ay mietakeo.
9 For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
Fonga mihelañe ami’ty fifombo’o o andro’aio; fa nagado’ay hoe fiselekaiñañe o tao’aio.
10 The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
Ty andro’ o tao’aio le fitompolo taoñe; mete ho valo-polo, t’ie maozatse; fe hamokorañe naho fangoakoahañe avao ty enge’e, migadoñe aniany, vaho mitiliñ’añe.
11 Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?
Ia ty mahafohiñe ty haozara’ o haviñera’oo? naho ty fañeveñañe mañeva Azo ty ami’ty fifombo’o?
12 So teach us to count our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Aa le anaro zahay hañiake o andro’aio, hahazoa’ay arofo mahihitse.
13 Relent, LORD! How long? Have compassion on your servants!
Mimpolia ry Iehovà! Ombia? iferenaiño o mpitoro’oo
14 Satisfy us in the morning with your loving kindness, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Eneño an-kafatraram-pikokoa’o te maraindray zahay, hirebeha’ay naho hifalea’ay amo hene andro’aio.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
Ampifaleo mira amo andro nampisotria’o anaio, naho amo taoñe nahaisaha’ay haratiañeo.
16 Let your work appear to your servants, your glory to their children.
Fa halange amo mpitoro’oo o fitoloña’oo, naho ty enge’o amo ana’ iareoo.
17 Let the favor of the Lord our God be on us. Establish the work of our hands for us. Yes, establish the work of our hands.
Ho aman-tika ty fañisoha’ i Talè Andrianañahare’ay; ajadoño ty tolom-pità’ay; eka aoreño o satam-pità’aio.
