Psalms 19

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. The heavens are sounding the glory of God; the arch of the sky makes clear the work of his hands.

Tseize’ i likerañey ty engen’Añahare, misenge o tolom-pità’eo i lañelañey.

2 Day after day it sends out its word, and night after night it gives knowledge.

Handro an-kandro t’ie midoan-tsaontsy, haleñ’ an-kale te mitaron-kihitse.

3 There are no words or language; their voice makes no sound.

Tsy aman-dañonañe tsy aman-tsara, tsy janjiñeñe o fiarañanaña’eo.

4 Their line has gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them has he put a tent for the sun,

Fe manitsike ty tane toy o tali’ iareoo, pak’añ’olo-ty voatse toy o talili’eo; napo’e ama’e ao ty kivoho’ i àndroy.

5 Who is like a newly married man coming from his bride-tent, and is glad like a strong runner starting on his way.

Manahak’ i mpañenga miakatse i akiba’ey, mitreñe hoe fanalolahy miherereake an-day.

6 His going out is from the end of the heaven, and his circle to the ends of it; there is nothing which is not open to his heat.

Hirik’angadon-dikerañ’eñe i fionjona’ey naho ty fiaria’e pak’ añ’olo’eo, vaho tsy eo ty mahafietake amy hatrovoha’ey.

7 The law of the Lord is good, giving new life to the soul: the witness of the Lord is certain, giving wisdom to the foolish.

Ki’e t’i Hà’ Iehovà, mañavao ty haveloñe; to ty taro’ Iehovà, mampahihitse ty sotra;

8 The orders of the Lord are right, making glad the heart: the rule of the Lord is holy, giving light to the eyes.

Mahity o fañè’ Iehovào, mampirebek’ arofo; hiringiri’e ty fandilia’ Iehovà, mpañazava fihaino;

9 The fear of the Lord is clean, and has no end; the decisions of the Lord are true and full of righteousness.

Malio ty fañeveñañe am’ Iehovà, tsy mb’ia ho modo; vantañe o fizakà’ Iehovào hene mahity;

10 More to be desired are they than gold, even than much shining gold; sweeter than the dropping honey.

Mahasinda te amo volamenao, eka ndra volamena maro hiringiri’e; vaho mamy te amo tantele naho papi’e miorikeo;

11 By them is your servant made conscious of danger, and in keeping them there is great reward.

mbore hatahatae’e i mpitoro’oy, ra’elahy ty tambe t’ie oriheñe.

12 Who has full knowledge of his errors? make me clean from secret evil.

Ia ty mahatsikarake o hila’eo? Liovo amo hakeo mietakeo iraho.

13 Keep your servant back from sins of pride; let them not have rule over me: then will I be upright and free from great sin.

Afofio amo mpitoro’oo o fisengeañeo, tsy mone hamehe ahy. Halio tahiñe amy zao iraho, vaho ho hahañe ami’ty fiolañe losotse.

14 Let the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart be pleasing in your eyes, O Lord, my strength and my salvation.

Ho no’o añ’atrefa’o abey o fivolam-bavakoo, naho ty fitsakorean-troko ry Iehovà, lamilamiko naho mpijebam-piaiko.