Psalms 42
1 “BOOK II. For the leader of the music. A song of the sons of Korah.” As the hart panteth for the water-brooks, So panteth my soul for thee, 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 thirsteth for God, the living God: When shall I come, and appear before God?
Mangetaheta an’ Andriamanitra ny fanahiko, dia Andriamanitra velona; Rahoviana no ho tonga aho ka hiseho eo anatrehan’ Andriamanitra?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, While they say to me continually, “Where is thy God?”
Ny ranomasoko no fiahiko andro aman’ alina, amin’ ny anaovany ahy mandrakariva hoe: Aiza izay Andriamanitrao?
4 When I think of it, I pour out my soul in grief; How I once walked with the multitude, Walked slowly with them to the house of God, Amid sounds of joy and praise with the festive multitude!
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 art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Him, my deliverer and 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 is cast down within me, While I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermon, From the mountain 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 calleth for deep at the noise of thy waterfalls; All thy waves and billows have gone over me!
Ny lalina miantso ny lalina noho ny firohondrohon’ ny riananao; ny onjanao rehetra sy ny alon-dranonao efa nanafotra ahy.
8 Once the LORD commanded his kindness by day, And by night his praise was with me, -Thanksgiving 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 Now I say to God, my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning on account of the oppression of the enemy?
Hoy izaho amin’ Andriamanitra Vatolampiko: nahoana no nanadino ahy Hianao? nahoana no mandeha mijoretra aho noho ny fampahorian’ ny fahavaloko?
10 Like the crushing of my bones are the reproaches of the enemy, While they say to me continually, “Where is thy God?”
Toy ny zavatra mahatorotoro ny taolako no fandatsan’ ny fahavaloko ahy, ka hoy izy isan’ andro: Aiza izay Andriamanitrao?
11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him, Him, my deliverer 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.
