Psalms 124

1 A Song of Degrees. If it had not been that the Lord was among us, let Israel now say;

Naho tsy Iehovà ty nañimba antika —ano ty hoe r’Israele—

2 if it had not been that the Lord was among us, when men rose up against us;

Naho tsy nañolotse’ antika t’Iehovà, ie naname an-tikañe ondatio,

3 verily they would have swallowed us up alive, when their wrath was kindled against us:

le ho nagodra’ iereo veloñe ami’ty fisolebaran-kabosehañe;

4 verily the water would have drowned us, our soul would have gone under the torrent.

le ho ­nandempotse antika o ranoo, ho nisorotombak’ amo ain-tikañeo i torahañey,

5 Yes, our soul would have gone under the overwhelming water.

Eka ho nalipo’ o rano mitroñeo o ain-tikañeo,

6 Blessed be the Lord, who has not given us for a prey to their teeth.

Andriaño t’Iehovà, fa tsy napò’e tika ho fitsatsàm-pamotsi’ iareo.

7 Our soul has been delivered as a sparrow from the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are delivered.

Niborofotse tika hoe voroñe am-­bitsom-pitsindro-boroñe, nipototse i fandrikey, le nibotafotse tika.

8 Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Fañimbàn-tikañe ty tahina’ Iehovà, Andrianamboatse i likerañey naho ty tane toy.