Psalms 42
1 TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. As a deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants toward You, O God.
Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Maskila. Nataon’ ny Koraïta. Tahaka ny diera mihanahana maniry ny rano an’ ony no anirian’ ny fanahiko Anao, Andriamanitra ô.
2 My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
Mangetaheta an’ Andriamanitra ny fanahiko, dia Andriamanitra velona; Rahoviana no ho tonga aho ka hiseho eo anatrehan’ Andriamanitra?
3 My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Ny ranomasoko no fiahiko andro aman’ alina, amin’ ny anaovany ahy mandrakariva hoe: Aiza izay Andriamanitrao?
4 These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the shelter, I go softly with them to the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping celebration!
Izao zavatra izao no hotsarovako, ka haidiko ato anatiko ny fanahiko, dia ny nandrosoako niaraka tamin’ ny maro, sy ny nitarihako azy ho any an-tranon’ Andriamanitra, nanao feo mihoby sy midera, dia olona maro izay nitandrina ny andro firavoravoana.
5 Why bow yourself, O my soul? Indeed, are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him: The salvation of my countenance—my God!
Nahoana no mitanondrika ianao, ry fanahiko, ka mitoloko ato anatiko? Manantenà an’ Andriamanitra ianao, fa mbola hidera Azy ihany aho noho ny famonjen’ ny tavany.
6 My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount Mizar.
Andriamanitro ô, mitanondrika ato anatiko ny fanahiko; Izany no ahatsiarovako Anao eo amin’ ny tanin’ i Jordana sy amin’ ireo Hermona ary amin’ ny tendrombohitra Mizara.
7 Deep is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.
Ny lalina miantso ny lalina noho ny firohondrohon’ ny riananao; ny onjanao rehetra sy ny alon-dranonao efa nanafotra ahy.
8 By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
Jehovah handidy ny famindram-pony nony andro, ary ho amiko nony alina ny fihirana Azy, dia vavaka amin’ Andriamanitry ny aiko.
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”
Hoy izaho amin’ Andriamanitra Vatolampiko: nahoana no nanadino ahy Hianao? nahoana no mandeha mijoretra aho noho ny fampahorian’ ny fahavaloko?
10 With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Toy ny zavatra mahatorotoro ny taolako no fandatsan’ ny fahavaloko ahy, ka hoy izy isan’ andro: Aiza izay Andriamanitrao?
11 Why bow yourself, O my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
Nahoana no mitanondrika ianao, ry fanahiko? ary nahoana no mitoloko ato anatiko ianao? Manantenà an’ Andriamanitra, fa mbola hidera Azy ihany aho, Izy no famonjena ny tavako sady Andriamanitro.
