Psalms 58
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. Is it true? O Congregation, speake ye iustly? O sonnes of men, iudge ye vprightly?
Toe mitaron-kavantañañe hao t’ie mitsiñe? mizaka an-kahiti’e hao, ry ana’ ondatio?
2 Yea, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your hands execute crueltie vpon the earth.
Hete, te mone hatsivokarañe ty itoloña’areo an-troke ao; lanjae’ areo amy taney o fitavanam-pità’areoo.
3 The wicked are strangers from ye wombe: euen from the belly haue they erred, and speake lyes.
Amoean-kovin-drene’e ty lo-tsereke, mañariok’ añe vata’e miboloañe ty mpivolam-bande.
4 Their poyson is euen like the poyson of a serpent: like ye deafe adder that stoppeth his eare.
Hoe vorem-pandrefe’ala ty vore’ iareo, manahake o meren-kareñeñe manentsen-tsofiñeo,
5 Which heareth not the voyce of the inchanter, though he be most expert in charming.
tsy hahatsanoña’e ty fikoràn’ambiasa ndra ty pandrombo-jiny bey.
6 Breake their teeth, O God, in their mouthes: breake the iawes of the yong lions, O Lord.
Ry Andrianañahare, rofoto am-bava’e ao o nife’eo, atrankaño ty famotsi’ o liona tora’eo, ry Iehovà
7 Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
Angao hisaok’ añe iereo hoe rano vohitse; Lonik’abey te ho zoeñe domoke o ama-paleo t’ie mañohatse o fale’eo.
8 Let them consume like a snayle that melteth, and like the vntimely fruite of a woman, that hath not seene the sunne.
Lonike t’ie hanahake ty harevo’ o sifotse mihamodo te misitseo, hoe ajaja miboloañe tsy mahatrea i àndroy.
9 As raw flesh before your pots feele the fire of thornes: so let him cary them away as with a whirlewinde in his wrath.
Aolo te hahamae valàñe o afom-patikeo, le fonga ho faohe’e an-talìo ty leñe naho ty mibebañe,
10 The righteous shall reioyce when he seeeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feete in the blood of the wicked.
Hirebeke o vañoñeo te mahaisake i famaleañey, ho sasà’e an-dio’ o tsivokatseo o fandia’eo
11 And men shall say, Verily there is fruite for the righteous: doutlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.
Vaho hanao ty hoe ondatio: Toe tsy ho po-tambe o vantañeo; toe eo t’i Andrianañahare mizaka an-tane atoy.
