Psalms 39
1 TO THE OVERSEER. FOR JEDUTHUN. A PSALM OF DAVID. I have said, “I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep a curb for my mouth, While the wicked [is] before me.”
Hoe iraho: Hambenako o lalakoo, tsy mone handilatse an-delako. hampidiñeko an-daboridy ty vavako ie añatrefako eo o lo-tserekeo.
2 I was mute [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
Nimoañe iraho naho nitsiñe, nijomohòñe, ndra ami’ty soa, fe nanjeke avao ty haloviloviako.
3 My heart [is] hot within me, In my meditating the fire burns, I have spoken with my tongue.
Mitsovovoke ty an-troko ao, miforehetse i afoy te mitsakore, vaho hoe ty fivolan-delako:
4 “Cause me to know, O YHWH, my end, And the measure of my days—what it [is],” I know how frail I [am].
Ry Iehovà, ampandrendreho ahy ty figadoñako, naho ty zehe’ o androkoo—te ino, ampaharofoano ahy ty habori’ o havelokoo.
5 Behold, You have made my days handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You, Only, every man set up [is] all vanity. (Selah)
Hehe te nanoe’o an-jehe o androkoo, vaho tsy vente ama’o o taokoo; toe songa hoe kofòke avao ndra te añoñ’ay t’indaty. Selà
6 Only, each habitually walks in an image, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heaps up and does not know who gathers them.
Manao firiorion-talinjo ondatio, tsy vente’e ty fihepakepaha’e, hampitoabotoàbotse vara, fe nofi’e ty hangoroñ’ aze.
7 And now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope—it [is] of You.
Aa inom-bao, ry Talè, ty liñisako henaneo? Ama’o ty fitamàko.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions, Do not make me a reproach of the fool.
Hahao amo fonga fiolàkoo, ko salare’o amo seretseo.
9 I have been mute, I do not open my mouth, Because You have done [it].
Fa mijomohòn-draho tsy manoka-bava; amy te Ihe ty nanao izay.
10 Turn aside Your stroke from off me, From the striving of Your hand I have been consumed.
Afaho amako ty angorosi’o; tomontoñe iraho ty amy fanindriam-pità’oy.
11 With reproofs against iniquity, You have corrected man, And dissolve his desirableness as a moth, Only, every man [is] vanity. (Selah)
Añ’endake ty andilova’o ondatio ty amo tahi’eo, momohe’o hoe fizara o fisengea’eo. Toe songa kofòke avao ondatio.
12 Hear my prayer, O YHWH, And give ear [to] my cry, Do not be silent to my tear, For I [am] a sojourner with You, A settler like all my fathers.
Janjiño o halalikoo ry Iehovà, vaho toloro ravembia o fitoreoko. Ko mianjiñe ty amo ranomasokoo, fa ambahiny ama’o iraho, renetane manahak’ an-droaeko iaby.
13 Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
Atoliho tsy hisamba’o ahy, hisomilahako, aolo’ ty fiengako tsy ho eo ka.
