Psalms 64

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

Janjiño ty feoko, ry Andrianañahare, ami’ty fitreontreoñako; ambeno ty fiaiko ami’ty fihembaña’e o rafelahio.

2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:

Aetaho iraho ami’ty fikililia’ o tsivokatseo; amo fikitrohan-drati’ o lo-tserekeo.

3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, [and] bend [their bows to shoot] their arrows, [even] bitter words:

O maniom-pameleke hoe fibara vaho mañohatse entam-bola-mafaitse hoe t’ie ana-pale,

4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

hañohara’ iareo añ’etake ty vañoñe; tifire’iereo amy zao tsy aman-tahotse.

5 They encourage themselves [in] an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them?

Mifañosike t’ie mikitroke, mikinia hampibitrotse fandri-bo añ’etake, ami’ty hoe: Ia ty hahaisake?

6 They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward [thought] of every one [of them], and the heart, [is] deep.

Tsikarahe’ iereo ze tsihavokarañe, Fa nañeneke safiry soa lahatse. Toe miheotse ty añ’ova’ ondaty ao, naho ty arofo’e.

7 But God shall shoot at them [with] an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.

F’ie hañiririan’ Añahare ana-pale aniany avao le ho fere

8 So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away.

hampitsikapy iareo; sesehe’ o famele’iareo avao, songa mibioñe añe ty mahaisake iareo.

9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing.

Le hene hirevendreveñe ondatio, hitalily o fitoloñan’ Añahareo vaho hañarahara o tolon-draha’eo.

10 The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

Hifale am’ Iehovà o vantañeo, hipalitse ama’e; vaho hene handrenge aze o mahity añ’arofoo.