Psalms 10
1 Why, O LORD, do You stand far off? Why do You hide in times of trouble?
Akore te Ihe mijohañe añe, ry Iehovà? Ino ty ietaha’o an-tsan-kasotriañe?
2 In pride the wicked pursue the needy; let them be caught in the schemes they devise.
Am-pirengevohañe ty añoridaña’ o raty tserekeo o rarakeo; f’ie tsepahe’ o fikitroha’eo avao.
3 For the wicked man boasts in the cravings of his heart; he blesses the greedy and reviles the LORD.
Sengè’ i tsivokatsey o fañirian-tro’eo, tata’e ty fatitiañe, naho inje’e t’Iehovà.
4 In his pride the wicked man does not seek Him; in all his schemes there is no God.
Ty tsivokatse amy fitoeboran-tarehe’ey, tsy mitsoek’ aze; ty hoe avao ro fitsakorea’e: Tsy eo ze o Andrianañahare zao.
5 He is secure in his ways at all times; Your lofty judgments are far from him; he sneers at all his foes.
Miraorao nainai’e o sata’eo; kanao mitiotiotse ambone, tsy am-pahaisaha’e eo o fizakà’oo, le fonga ibohaboha’e o malaiñ’ azeo.
6 He says to himself, “I will not be moved; from age to age I am free of distress.”
Hoe ty aereñeren-tro’e: Tsy hasiotse iraho, ndra an-tsa an-tsa tsy ho ampoheke ka.
7 His mouth is full of cursing, deceit, and violence; trouble and malice are under his tongue.
Pea hateràñe naho katramo naho fisenge-hery i falie’ey; kilily naho haloloañe ty ambane’ i famele’ey.
8 He lies in wait near the villages; in ambush he slays the innocent; his eyes watch in stealth for the helpless.
Itoboha’e o fivoñonañe an-drovao amo fietahañeo hamonoa’e ty vantañe; jilojilovem-pihaino’e ty tsy amam-pañimba.
9 He lies in wait like a lion in a thicket; he lurks to seize the oppressed; he catches the lowly in his net.
Ie mitingañe añetak’ ao hoe liona ami’ty fitsifira’e; mitampoñe hitsepake ty rarake, hiambotrak’ ami’ty mpisotry, hikozozota’e amy harato’ey.
10 They are crushed and beaten down; the hapless fall prey to his strength.
Mibotreke re, mifinake; vaho mikorovok’ amy figorea’ey i pìtso-pañolotsey.
11 He says to himself, “God has forgotten; He hides His face and never sees.”
Hoe re an-troke ao: Fa nandikofan’ Añahare, fa naeta’e ty lahara’e; tsy ho vazoho’e ka.
12 Arise, O LORD! Lift up Your hand, O God! Do not forget the helpless.
Miongaha ry Iehovà; ry Andrianañahare, zonjò ty Fità’o; ko amoea’o o mpirekeo.
13 Why has the wicked man renounced God? He says to himself, “You will never call me to account.”
Akore te ati’ o tsivokatseo t’i Andrianañahare, ie manao an-tro’e ao ty hoe: Tsy ipaia’e?
14 But You have regarded trouble and grief; You see to repay it by Your hand. The victim entrusts himself to You; You are the helper of the fatherless.
Toe vazoho’o; eka fa oni’o ty ampoheke naho ty embetse le ho valeam-pità’o, ihe ro iatoa’ ty tsy aman’imba; vaho mpañimba ty bode-rae.
15 Break the arm of the wicked and evildoer; call him to account for his wickedness until none is left to be found.
Pozaho ty sira’ o tsivokatseo naho i piaroteñey, karaofo ty haratia’e ie tsy nilefe tsikaraheñe.
16 The LORD is King forever and ever; the nations perish from His land.
Mpanjaka nainai’e t’Iehovà; fa mongotse an-tane’e eo o fifeheañeo.
17 You have heard, O LORD, the desire of the humble; You will strengthen their hearts. You will incline Your ear,
Ry Iehovà, fa jinanji’o ty halali’ o tretram-poo; hafatraro ty arofo’ iareo atokilaño o ravembia’oo;
18 to vindicate the fatherless and oppressed, that the men of the earth may strike terror no more.
Hañomea’o to o bode-raeo naho o forekekeñeo, tsy hampinevenevera’ ondaty an-tane atoio ka.
