Psalms 64

1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice of complaint; preserve my life from dread of the enemy.

Janjiño ty feoko, ry Andrianañahare, ami’ty fitreontreoñako; ambeno ty fiaiko ami’ty fihembaña’e o rafelahio.

2 Hide me from the scheming of the wicked, from the mob of workers of iniquity,

Aetaho iraho ami’ty fikililia’ o tsivokatseo; amo fikitrohan-drati’ o lo-tserekeo.

3 who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their bitter words like arrows,

O maniom-pameleke hoe fibara vaho mañohatse entam-bola-mafaitse hoe t’ie ana-pale,

4 ambushing the innocent in seclusion, shooting suddenly, without fear.

hañohara’ iareo añ’etake ty vañoñe; tifire’iereo amy zao tsy aman-tahotse.

5 They hold fast to their evil purpose; they speak of hiding their snares. “Who will see them?” they say.

Mifañosike t’ie mikitroke, mikinia hampibitrotse fandri-bo añ’etake, ami’ty hoe: Ia ty hahaisake?

6 They devise injustice and say, “We have perfected a secret plan.” For the inner man and the heart are mysterious.

Tsikarahe’ iereo ze tsihavokarañe, Fa nañeneke safiry soa lahatse. Toe miheotse ty añ’ova’ ondaty ao, naho ty arofo’e.

7 But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be wounded.

F’ie hañiririan’ Añahare ana-pale aniany avao le ho fere

8 They will be made to stumble, their own tongues turned against them. All who see will shake their heads.

hampitsikapy iareo; sesehe’ o famele’iareo avao, songa mibioñe añe ty mahaisake iareo.

9 Then all mankind will fear and proclaim the work of God; so they will ponder what He has done.

Le hene hirevendreveñe ondatio, hitalily o fitoloñan’ Añahareo vaho hañarahara o tolon-draha’eo.

10 Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in Him; let all the upright in heart exult.

Hifale am’ Iehovà o vantañeo, hipalitse ama’e; vaho hene handrenge aze o mahity añ’arofoo.