Psalms 39
1 For the choirmaster. For Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, “I will watch my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth with a muzzle as long as the wicked are present.”
Hoe iraho: Hambenako o lalakoo, tsy mone handilatse an-delako. hampidiñeko an-daboridy ty vavako ie añatrefako eo o lo-tserekeo.
2 I was speechless and still; I remained silent, even from speaking good, and my sorrow was stirred.
Nimoañe iraho naho nitsiñe, nijomohòñe, ndra ami’ty soa, fe nanjeke avao ty haloviloviako.
3 My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
Mitsovovoke ty an-troko ao, miforehetse i afoy te mitsakore, vaho hoe ty fivolan-delako:
4 “Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is.
Ry Iehovà, ampandrendreho ahy ty figadoñako, naho ty zehe’ o androkoo—te ino, ampaharofoano ahy ty habori’ o havelokoo.
5 You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists as but a breath.
Hehe te nanoe’o an-jehe o androkoo, vaho tsy vente ama’o o taokoo; toe songa hoe kofòke avao ndra te añoñ’ay t’indaty. Selà
6 Surely every man goes about like a phantom; surely he bustles in vain; he heaps up riches not knowing who will haul them away.
Manao firiorion-talinjo ondatio, tsy vente’e ty fihepakepaha’e, hampitoabotoàbotse vara, fe nofi’e ty hangoroñ’ aze.
7 And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.
Aa inom-bao, ry Talè, ty liñisako henaneo? Ama’o ty fitamàko.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the reproach of fools.
Hahao amo fonga fiolàkoo, ko salare’o amo seretseo.
9 I have become mute; I do not open my mouth because of what You have done.
Fa mijomohòn-draho tsy manoka-bava; amy te Ihe ty nanao izay.
10 Remove Your scourge from me; I am perishing by the force of Your hand.
Afaho amako ty angorosi’o; tomontoñe iraho ty amy fanindriam-pità’oy.
11 You discipline and correct a man for his iniquity, consuming like a moth what he holds dear; surely each man is but a vapor.
Añ’endake ty andilova’o ondatio ty amo tahi’eo, momohe’o hoe fizara o fisengea’eo. Toe songa kofòke avao ondatio.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. For I am a foreigner dwelling with You, a stranger like all my fathers.
Janjiño o halalikoo ry Iehovà, vaho toloro ravembia o fitoreoko. Ko mianjiñe ty amo ranomasokoo, fa ambahiny ama’o iraho, renetane manahak’ an-droaeko iaby.
13 Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.”
Atoliho tsy hisamba’o ahy, hisomilahako, aolo’ ty fiengako tsy ho eo ka.
