Psalms 21

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The king shall joy in thy strength, O Jehovah; And in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice!

RyIehovà, mirebeke ty haozara’o i mpanjakay; mandia taroba amy fandrombaha’oy.

2 Thou hast given him his heart’s desire, And hast not withholden the request of his lips. (Selah)

Fa natolo’o aze ty naìnañ’ arofo’e, le tsy nangazoña’o ama’e o halalin-tsoñi’eo. Selà

3 For thou meetest him with the blessings of goodness: Thou settest a crown of fine gold on his head.

Salakae’o am-pitahian-tsoa; apo’o añ’ambone’e eo ty sabaka volamena ki’e.

4 He asked life of thee, thou gavest it him, Even length of days for ever and ever.

Nihalalia’e haveloñe, le natolo’o aze, eka, halava andro kitro añ’afe’e.

5 His glory is great in thy salvation: Honor and majesty dost thou lay upon him.

Mañonjoñe ty enge’e o fandreketa’oo, nanampeza’o asiñe naho volonahetse.

6 For thou makest him most blessed for ever: Thou makest him glad with joy in thy presence.

Nampiraoraoe’o nainai’e; Ampirebehe’o ami’ty hafaleañe añ’atrefa’o.

7 For the king trusteth in Jehovah; And through the lovingkindness of the Most High he shall not be moved.

Iatoa’ i mpanjakay t’Iehovà, ie tsy ho ronjeronjeñe ty amy fiferenaiña’ i Andindimoneñey.

8 Thy hand will find out all thine enemies; Thy right hand will find out those that hate thee.

Ho onim-pità’o ze hene rafelahi’o; ho takarem-pitàn-kavana’o o malaiñe azoo.

9 Thou wilt make them as a fiery furnace in the time of thine anger: Jehovah will swallow them up in his wrath, And the fire shall devour them.

Hampanahafe’o ami’ty toñake mirekake iereo an-tsam-piforoforoa’o; hagodra’ Iehovà an-kaviñerañe, vaho ho forototoe’ ty afo.

10 Their fruit wilt thou destroy from the earth, And their seed from among the children of men.

Ho mongore’o an-tane atoy o tarira’ iereoo, naho o tiri’iareoo amo ana’ondatio.

11 For they intended evil against thee; They conceived a device which they are not able to perform.

Nikilily raty azo iereo, nikitroke haratiañe ama’o, f’ie tsy ho lefe,

12 For thou wilt make them turn their back; Thou wilt make ready with thy bowstrings against their face.

Hampiambohoe’o iereo Ampibitsohe’o fale o lahara’eo.

13 Be thou exalted, O Jehovah, in thy strength: So will we sing and praise thy power.

Mionjona ry Iehovà an-kaozara’o! Ho saboe’ay naho ho bangoa’ay ty hafatrara’o!