Psalms 10
1 Why, YHWH, do You stand at a distance? Do You hide in times of adversity?
Akore te Ihe mijohañe añe, ry Iehovà? Ino ty ietaha’o an-tsan-kasotriañe?
2 Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in schemes that they devised.
Am-pirengevohañe ty añoridaña’ o raty tserekeo o rarakeo; f’ie tsepahe’ o fikitroha’eo avao.
3 Because the wicked has boasted Of the desire of his soul, And he has blessed a dishonest gainer, He has despised YHWH.
Sengè’ i tsivokatsey o fañirian-tro’eo, tata’e ty fatitiañe, naho inje’e t’Iehovà.
4 The wicked does not inquire according to the height of his face. “There is no God!” [are] all his schemes.
Ty tsivokatse amy fitoeboran-tarehe’ey, tsy mitsoek’ aze; ty hoe avao ro fitsakorea’e: Tsy eo ze o Andrianañahare zao.
5 His ways writhe at all times, Your judgments [are] on high before him, All his adversaries—he puffs at them.
Miraorao nainai’e o sata’eo; kanao mitiotiotse ambone, tsy am-pahaisaha’e eo o fizakà’oo, le fonga ibohaboha’e o malaiñ’ azeo.
6 He has said in his heart, “I am not moved, [And am] not in calamity to generation and generation.”
Hoe ty aereñeren-tro’e: Tsy hasiotse iraho, ndra an-tsa an-tsa tsy ho ampoheke ka.
7 His mouth is full of oaths, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue [is] perverseness and iniquity,
Pea hateràñe naho katramo naho fisenge-hery i falie’ey; kilily naho haloloañe ty ambane’ i famele’ey.
8 He sits in an ambush of the villages, He slays the innocent in secret places. His eyes secretly watch for the afflicted,
Itoboha’e o fivoñonañe an-drovao amo fietahañeo hamonoa’e ty vantañe; jilojilovem-pihaino’e ty tsy amam-pañimba.
9 He lies in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lies in wait to catch the poor, He catches the poor, drawing him into his net.
Ie mitingañe añetak’ ao hoe liona ami’ty fitsifira’e; mitampoñe hitsepake ty rarake, hiambotrak’ ami’ty mpisotry, hikozozota’e amy harato’ey.
10 He is bruised—he bows down, The afflicted has fallen by his mighty ones.
Mibotreke re, mifinake; vaho mikorovok’ amy figorea’ey i pìtso-pañolotsey.
11 He said in his heart, “God has forgotten, He has hid His face, He has never seen.”
Hoe re an-troke ao: Fa nandikofan’ Añahare, fa naeta’e ty lahara’e; tsy ho vazoho’e ka.
12 Arise, O YHWH! O God, lift up Your hand! Do not forget the humble.
Miongaha ry Iehovà; ry Andrianañahare, zonjò ty Fità’o; ko amoea’o o mpirekeo.
13 Why has the wicked despised God? He has said in his heart, “It is not required.”
Akore te ati’ o tsivokatseo t’i Andrianañahare, ie manao an-tro’e ao ty hoe: Tsy ipaia’e?
14 You have seen, For You behold perverseness and anger; By giving into Your hand, The afflicted leave [it] on You, You have been a helper of the fatherless.
Toe vazoho’o; eka fa oni’o ty ampoheke naho ty embetse le ho valeam-pità’o, ihe ro iatoa’ ty tsy aman’imba; vaho mpañimba ty bode-rae.
15 Break the arm of the wicked and the evil, Seek out his wickedness, find none;
Pozaho ty sira’ o tsivokatseo naho i piaroteñey, karaofo ty haratia’e ie tsy nilefe tsikaraheñe.
16 YHWH [is] King for all time and forever, The nations have perished out of His land!
Mpanjaka nainai’e t’Iehovà; fa mongotse an-tane’e eo o fifeheañeo.
17 You have heard the desire of the humble, O YHWH. You prepare their heart; You cause Your ear to attend,
Ry Iehovà, fa jinanji’o ty halali’ o tretram-poo; hafatraro ty arofo’ iareo atokilaño o ravembia’oo;
18 To judge the fatherless and bruised: He adds no more to oppress—man of the earth!
Hañomea’o to o bode-raeo naho o forekekeñeo, tsy hampinevenevera’ ondaty an-tane atoio ka.
