Psalms 88
1 A canticle of a psalm for the sons of Core: unto the end, for Maheleth, to answer understanding of Eman the Ezrahite. O Lord, the God of my salvation: I have cried in the day, and in the night before thee.
Ry Iehovà, Andrianañaharem- pandrombahañe ahiko, itoreovako handro an-kaleñe añatrefa’o,
2 Let my prayer come in before thee: incline thy ear to my petition.
Ehe te hiatrek’ azo ty halaliko; atokilaño mb’amy fikaihakoy ty ravembia’o;
Fa losotse ty hasosoram-piaiko, vaho manòto-kibory ty haveloko. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among them that go down to the pit: I am become as a man without help,
Volilieñe amo migodoñe mb’an-davak’ ao iraho; hoe ondaty nipitso-pañimba.
5 Free among the dead. Like the slain sleeping in the sepulchres, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cast off from thy hand.
Mihoriñe amo vilasio iraho, manahake o vinono mitsalalampatse an-kiborio, o tsy tiahi’o kañeo, o naito am-pità’oo.
6 They have laid me in the lower pit: in the dark places, and in the shadow of death.
Navotra’o ami’ty loho herakerak’ ao an-toe’e mimoromoroñe an-dalek’ ao.
7 Thy wrath is strong over me: and all thy waves thou hast brought in upon me.
Napok’ amako o fifombo’oo, naho naniloke ahy o kinera’oo. Selà
8 Thou hast put away my acquaintance far from me: they have set me an abomination to themselves. I was delivered up, and came not forth:
Fa naveve’o lavitse ahy o rañekoo, nampirihie’o ahiko. migoboñe atoan-draho tsy mahafiakatse;
9 My eyes languished through poverty. All the day I cried to thee, O Lord: I stretched out my hands to thee.
Mitike amy hasotriakoy o masokoo. fa nikanjieko boak’andro, ry Iehovà; fa namelarako tañañe.
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? or shall physicians raise to life, and give praise to thee?
Hanoa’o raha tsitantane hao o loloo? Hitroatse hañandriañ’ Azo hao o angatseo? Selà
11 Shall any one in the sepulchre declare thy mercy: and thy truth in destruction?
Ho talilieñe an-donak’ ao hao ty fiferenaiña’o? an-tsikeokeok’ ao hao ty figahiña’o?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark; and thy justice in the land of forgetfulness?
Hampahafohineñe am-pimoromoroñañe ao hao o halatsà’oo, naho an-tanem-pandikofañe ao hao ty havañona’o?
13 But I, O Lord, have cried to thee: and in the morning my prayer shall prevent thee.
Aa naho izaho, ihe ry Iehovà ty itoreovako; mifanalaka ama’o boak’andro o halalikoo.
14 Lord, why castest thou off my prayer: why turnest thou away thy face from me?
Ry Iehovà akore te farie’o ty fiaiko? Ino ty añetaha’o laharañ’ amako?
15 I am poor, and in labours from my youth: and being exalted have been humbled and troubled.
Nalovilovy ho nikenkan-draho ampara’ ty nahajalahy ahiko, fa nivavèko ty hetraketra’o, vaho voretra.
16 Thy wrath hath come upon me: and thy terrors have troubled me.
Fa nandipotse ahy ty fifombo’o miforoforo; vaho fa nañito ahy ty firevendreveñañe ama’o.
17 They have come round about me like water all the day: they have compassed me about together.
Niropak’ amako lomoñandro hoe rano, le nanaron-kohok’ ahy.
18 Friend and neighbour thou hast put far from me: and my acquaintance, because of misery.
Toe nampihankàñe’o amako ty mpikoko naho rañetse; atehenako ty hamoromoroñañe.
