Psalms 134

1 A song of degrees. Behold, praise ye the Lord, all ye seruants of the Lord, ye that by night stande in the house of the Lord.

Sabo-Pionjonañe Antao! hañandriañe Iehovà ry hene mpitoro’ Iehovà mitoroñe haleñe añ’anjomba’ Iehovào.

2 Lift vp your hands to the Sanctuarie, and praise the Lord.

Zonjono mb’an-toetse miambake mb’eo o fità’ areoo, vaho Andriaño t’Iehovà.

3 The Lord, that hath made heauen and earth, blesse thee out of Zion.

Hitahy azo hirik’e Tsiône ao t’Iehovà mpandranjy i likerañey naho ty tane toy.