Psalms 124

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. BY DAVID. If YHWH had not been for us (Pray, let Israel say),

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

2 If YHWH had not been for us, In the rising up of man against us,

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

3 Then they had swallowed us alive, In the burning of their anger against us,

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

4 Then the waters had overflowed us, The stream passed over our soul,

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

5 Then proud waters had passed over our soul.

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

6 Blessed [is] YHWH who has not given us, [As] prey to their teeth.

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

7 Our soul has escaped as a bird from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.

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

8 Our help [is] in the Name of YHWH, Maker of the heavens and earth!

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