Psalms 108

1 A Song. A Psalm. Of David. O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.

Migahiñe ty troko, ry Andrianañahare, hisaboako; handrengeako, eka, boak’ añovako ao.

2 Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.

Mibarakaoha ry valiha naho jejo-bory! hitsekafako ty manjirik’ andro.

3 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.

Hañandriañe Azo iraho ry Iehovà, añivo’ o fifeheañeo; ho rengeko an-tsabo aivo’ ondatio.

4 For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.

Amy te abo te amy likerañe eñey ty fiferenaiña’o; vaho mb’an-drahoñe ey ty figahiña’o.

5 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.

Mionjona! ry Andrianañahare, mb’andindìn-dikerañe añe, naho ty enge’o mb’ ambone’ ty tane toy.

6 Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.

Soa te hahàñe o kokoa’oo, rombaho am-pità’o havana, vaho toiño iraho.

7 This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.

Nitsara ami’ty hamasiña’e t’i Andrianañahare: Hitreñe iraho, ho zaraeko ty Sekeme ho tsahareko ty vavatane’ i Sokote.

8 Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

Ahy t’i Gilade, Ahiko t’i Menasè; naho fikalan-dohako t’i Efraime, vaho kobaiko t’Iehodà;

9 Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.

Sajoa fisasàko t’i Moabe, apoko amy Edome ty hànako; ambone’ i Pilistý ey ty hitreñako.

10 Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?

Ia ty hinday ahy mb’amy rova fatratsey ao? Ia ty hiaolo ahy mb’ Edome mb’eo?

11 Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.

Fa naforintse’o hao zahay, ry Andrianañahare? Tsy hitraofe’o fionjoñe hao o lahin-defo’aio, ry Andrianañahare?

12 Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.

Ehe oloro amo rafelahio, fa tsy vente’e ty fandrombaha’ ondatio.

13 With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.

Hampanjofak’anay t’i Andrianañahare, ie ty handialia o rafelahi’aio.