Psalms 4
1 To the chief music-maker on corded instruments. A Psalm. Of David. Give answer to my cry, O God of my righteousness; make me free from my troubles; have mercy on me, and give ear to my prayer.
Ry Andrianañaharen-kavañonako toiño iraho te mikanjy Azo fa Ihe ty nañivake ho ahy te nalovilovy; isoho vaho janjiño o halalikoo.
2 O you sons of men, how long will you go on turning my glory into shame? how long will you give your love to foolish things, going after what is false? (Selah)
O ry ana’ondatio, Sikala ‘mbia ro hafote’ areo ho inje ty asiko? ty hikoko ty tsy vente’e, hitsoeke ty famañahiañe? Selà
3 See how the Lord has made great his mercy for me; the Lord will give ear to my cry.
Fe fohino te navaha’ Iehovà ho ama’e i vañoñey; ho janjiñe’ Iehovà te kanjieko.
4 Let there be fear in your hearts, and do no sin; have bitter feelings on your bed, but make no sound. (Selah)
Minevenevera, le ko mandilatse; mañereñerea añ’arofo an-tihi’o eo, vaho mianjiña. Selà
5 Give the offerings of righteousness, and put your faith in the Lord.
Mañengà soron-kavantañañe, vaho miatoa am’Iehovà.
6 There are numbers who say, Who will do us any good? the light of his face has gone from us.
Maro ty mivola: Ia ty hampiboake hasoa amantika? Ry Iehovà, onjono ama’ay ty hazavan-dahara’o.
7 Lord, you have put joy in my heart, more than they have when their grain and their wine are increased.
Ihe nampipoke haehake an-troko ao, mandikoatse te an-tsàm-pamokara’ iareo ampemba naho divay.
8 I will take my rest on my bed in peace, because you only, Lord, keep me safe.
Hàndre an-kanintsin-draho le hiroro amy te Ihe avao ry Iehovà ro mampimoneñe ahy am-pitsolohañe.
