Psalms 90
1 A Prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been our resting-place in all generations.
Ry Talè, Ihe ni-fimoneña’ay amo tarira’ay iabio.
2 Before the mountains were made, before you had given birth to the earth and the world, before time was, and for ever, you are God.
Ie mboe tsy toly o vohitseo mboe tsy tsinene’o ty tane toy naho ty voatse toy, boak’ an-kaehae hambo’e añe pak’ an-kitro añ’afe’e añe, Ihe ro Andrianañahare.
3 You send man back to his dust; and say, Go back, you children of men.
Ampolie’o mb’an-debok’ ao ondatio ami’ty hoe: Mimpolia ry ana’ondaty.
4 For to you a thousand years are no more than yesterday when it is past, and like a watch in the night.
Fa arivo taoñe am-pivazohoa’o ty andro raike toe hoe omale te nihelañe, ie manahake ty fiambenañe an-kaleñe.
Sinao’o añe hoe an-tsorotombake iereo, le miròtse, f’ie maraiñe, le hoe ahetse mipitsipitsike.
6 In the morning it is green; in the evening it is cut down, and becomes dry.
Mioboñoboñe te maraindraiñe mbore mitombo, ie hariva miheatse vaho miforejeje.
7 We are burned up by the heat of your passion, and troubled by your wrath.
Toe mongore’ ty haviñera’o zahay, mampangebahebak’ anay ty fifombo’o.
8 You have put our evil doings before you, our secret sins in the light of your face.
Fa napo’o añatrefa’o o tahi’aio, am-pireandrean-dahara’o eo o hakeo’ay mietakeo.
9 For all our days have gone by in your wrath; our years come to an end like a breath.
Fonga mihelañe ami’ty fifombo’o o andro’aio; fa nagado’ay hoe fiselekaiñañe o tao’aio.
10 The measure of our life is seventy years; and if through strength it may be eighty years, its pride is only trouble and sorrow, for it comes to an end and we are quickly gone.
Ty andro’ o tao’aio le fitompolo taoñe; mete ho valo-polo, t’ie maozatse; fe hamokorañe naho fangoakoahañe avao ty enge’e, migadoñe aniany, vaho mitiliñ’añe.
11 Who has knowledge of the power of your wrath, or who takes note of the weight of your passion?
Ia ty mahafohiñe ty haozara’ o haviñera’oo? naho ty fañeveñañe mañeva Azo ty ami’ty fifombo’o?
12 So give us knowledge of the number of our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom.
Aa le anaro zahay hañiake o andro’aio, hahazoa’ay arofo mahihitse.
13 Come back, O Lord; how long? let your purpose for your servants be changed.
Mimpolia ry Iehovà! Ombia? iferenaiño o mpitoro’oo
14 In the morning give us your mercy in full measure; so that we may have joy and delight all our days.
Eneño an-kafatraram-pikokoa’o te maraindray zahay, hirebeha’ay naho hifalea’ay amo hene andro’aio.
15 Make us glad in reward for the days of our sorrow, and for the years in which we have seen evil.
Ampifaleo mira amo andro nampisotria’o anaio, naho amo taoñe nahaisaha’ay haratiañeo.
16 Make your work clear to your servants, and your glory to their children.
Fa halange amo mpitoro’oo o fitoloña’oo, naho ty enge’o amo ana’ iareoo.
17 Let the pleasure of the Lord our God be on us: O Lord, give strength to the work of our hands.
Ho aman-tika ty fañisoha’ i Talè Andrianañahare’ay; ajadoño ty tolom-pità’ay; eka aoreño o satam-pità’aio.
