Psalms 21

1 Unto the end. A psalm for David. In thy strength, O Lord, the king shall joy; and in thy salvation he shall rejoice exceedingly.

RyIehovà, mirebeke ty haozara’o i mpanjakay; mandia taroba amy fandrombaha’oy.

2 Thou hast given him his heart’s desire: and hast not withholden from him the will of his lips.

Fa natolo’o aze ty naìnañ’ arofo’e, le tsy nangazoña’o ama’e o halalin-tsoñi’eo. Selà

3 For thou hast prevented him with blessings of sweetness: thou hast set on his head a crown of precious stones.

Salakae’o am-pitahian-tsoa; apo’o añ’ambone’e eo ty sabaka volamena ki’e.

4 He asked life of thee: and thou hast given him length of days for ever and ever.

Nihalalia’e haveloñe, le natolo’o aze, eka, halava andro kitro añ’afe’e.

5 His glory is great in thy salvation: glory and great beauty shalt thou lay upon him.

Mañonjoñe ty enge’e o fandreketa’oo, nanampeza’o asiñe naho volonahetse.

6 For thou shalt give him to be a blessing for ever and ever: thou shalt make him joyful in gladness with thy countenance.

Nampiraoraoe’o nainai’e; Ampirebehe’o ami’ty hafaleañe añ’atrefa’o.

7 For the king hopeth in the Lord: and through the mercy of the most High he shall not be moved.

Iatoa’ i mpanjakay t’Iehovà, ie tsy ho ronjeronjeñe ty amy fiferenaiña’ i Andindimoneñey.

8 Let thy hand be found by all thy enemies: let thy right hand find out all them that hate thee.

Ho onim-pità’o ze hene rafelahi’o; ho takarem-pitàn-kavana’o o malaiñe azoo.

9 Thou shalt make them as an oven of fire, in the time of thy anger: the Lord shall trouble them in his wrath, and fire shall devour them.

Hampanahafe’o ami’ty toñake mirekake iereo an-tsam-piforoforoa’o; hagodra’ Iehovà an-kaviñerañe, vaho ho forototoe’ ty afo.

10 Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth: and their seed from among the children of men.

Ho mongore’o an-tane atoy o tarira’ iereoo, naho o tiri’iareoo amo ana’ondatio.

11 For they have intended evils against thee: they have devised counsels which they have not been able to establish.

Nikilily raty azo iereo, nikitroke haratiañe ama’o, f’ie tsy ho lefe,

12 For thou shalt make them turn their back: in thy remnants thou shalt prepare their face.

Hampiambohoe’o iereo Ampibitsohe’o fale o lahara’eo.

13 Be thou exalted, O Lord, in thy own strength: we will sing and praise thy power.

Mionjona ry Iehovà an-kaozara’o! Ho saboe’ay naho ho bangoa’ay ty hafatrara’o!