Psalms 65
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song. Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled.
Mitamà azo e Tsiône ao ty sabo, ry Andrianañahare: vaho ama’o ty ifantàñe.
2 O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.
O ry Mpijanjin-kalaly, mitontoñe ama’o ze kila sandriñe.
3 When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.
Maozatse te amako o sata tsi-vokatseo, f’ie ty hanao fijebañañe ho amo fandilara’aio.
4 Blessed is the one You choose and bring near to dwell in Your courts! We are filled with the goodness of Your house, the holiness of Your temple.
Haha t’indaty joboñe’o vaho ampitotohe’o himoneñe an-kiririsa’o ao: ho heneke ty hasoa añ’akiba’o ao zahay, an-kivoho’o miavake ao.
5 With awesome deeds of righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.
Fitoloñañe mampañeveñe ro anoiña’o anay an-kavantañañe, ry Andrianañaharem- pandrombahañe anay, Ihe ro fatokisa’ ze olon-tane iaby, naho o an-driake tsietoitaneo.
6 You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.
Ie ami’ty haozara’o ro nampijadoñe o vohitse misadia hafatrarañeo;
7 You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.
Ihe ro mampitsiñe ty fitroña’ o riakeo, ty figodobo’ o kinerakeo, vaho ty fivoamboaña’ o borizañeo.
8 Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.
Mampañeveñe o mpimoneñe añ’olon-taneo o vilo’oo; vaho ampirebehe’o ty fionjona’ o maraiñeo naho o haleñeo.
9 You attend to the earth and water it; with abundance You enrich it. The streams of God are full of water, for You prepare our grain by providing for the earth.
Tilihe’o ty tane toy naho tondraha’o rano: vaho fanjàka ty nampamokara’o aze amy sakan’Añahare miheneheney; nañalankaña’o ampemba, izay ty fañajaria’o i taney.
10 You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.
Anoe’o lonte soa o hàto’eo, amàta’o o vavahali’eo: lotrahe’o ami’ty ereke, tahie’o ty fitovoa’e.
11 You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.
Sabakae’o ami’ty havokara’o ty taoñe, ampitsopatsopahen-tsolike o oloñolo’oo;
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.
Mitsiritsioke o fiandrazañe am-patrambeio; vaho misikim-pirebehañe o vohitseo.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.
Misaroñe biby fiandrazeñe o hivokeo, miravak’ ampemba o vavataneo; mitreñe an-kaehake le misabo.
