Psalms 57
1 Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.
Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Al-tasheth. Miktama nataon’ i Davida tamin’ ny nandosirany an’ i Saoly tao anaty zohy. Mamindrà fo amiko. Andriamanitra ô, mamindrà fo amiko; fa Hianao no ialofan’ ny fanahiko; eny, ao amin’ ny aloky ny elatrao no ialofako, mandra-pahalasan’ ny loza.
2 I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
Hitaraina amin’ Andriamanitra Avo Indrindra aho, dia amin’ Andriamanitra Izay mahatanteraka ho ahy.
3 He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
Haniraka avy any an-danitra Izy ka hamonjy ahy, raha miteny ratsy izay misafoaka manenjika ahy. (Sela) Eny, Andriamanitra haniraka ny famindram-pony sy ny fahamarinany.
4 And he has rescued my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men: their teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue is a sharp sword.
Ny fanahiko dia eo afovoan’ ny liona; handry eo amin’ ny masiaka aho, dia eo amin’ ny zanak’ olombelona, ― lefona sy zana-tsipìka ny nifiny, ary sabatra maranitra ny lelany.
5 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Misandrata any ambonin’ ny lanitra Hianao, Andriamanitra ô! aoka ho ambonin’ ny tany rehetra ny voninahitrao.
6 They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
Efa namela-pandrika harato haningotra ny diako izy, ary nampitanondrika ny fanahiko; nihady lavaka teo anoloako izy, kanjo ny tenany ihany no latsaka ao anatiny. (Sela)
7 My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
Tafatoetra ny foko, Andriamanitra ô, eny, tafatoetra ny foko; hihira sy hankalaza aho.
8 Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
Mifohaza, ry voninahitro; mifohaza ry valiha sy lokanga; hifoha maraina koa aho.
9 I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
Hidera Anao eny amin’ ny vahoaka aho, Tompo ô, hankalaza Anao eny amin’ ny firenena aho.
10 For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
Fa lehibe mihatra amin’ ny lanitra ny famindram-ponao, ary mihatra amin’ ny rahona ny fahamarinanao.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Misandrata any ambonin’ ny lanitra Hianao, Andriamanitra ô; aoka ho ambonin’ ny tany rehetra ny voninahitrao.
