Psalms 125

1 “A song of the degrees.” Those who trust in the Lord are like mount Zion, which will not he moved, which endureth for ever.

Sabo-Pionjonañe Hambañe amy Vohi-Tsiôney o mpiato am’ Iehovào, tsy hasiotse, fa himoneñe nainai’e.

2 Jerusalem hath mountains round about her: and [so] is the Lord round about his people, from this time forth and for evermore.

Manahake ty figoloboña’ o vohitseo t’Ierosalaime, ty añohoña’ Iehovà ondati’eo, henane zao vaho nainai’e.

3 For the sceptre of wickedness shall not rest upon the lot of the righteous: in order that the righteous may not stretch forth their hands unto wrong-doing.

Tsy hidok’ ambone’ ty tane’ o vantañeo ty kobain-karatiañe, tsy mone hañiti-fitañe ami’ty raty o vañoñeo.

4 Do good, O Lord, unto the good, and to those that are upright in their hearts.

Hasoao, ry Iehovà, ondaty soao naho o vantañ’ arofoo.

5 But as for those who turn aside unto their crooked ways, them will the Lord drive away with the workers of wickedness; but peace shall be upon Israel.

Fe ty amo mitsile mb’an-dalañe mikelokelokeo, le ho kozozote’ Iehovà añe mindre amo mpanao ratio. Fañanintsiñe am’ Israele.