Malachi 1
1 The oracle of the word of Yahweh, unto Israel, —by the hand of Malachi.
Fetse: ty tsara’ Iehovà am’ Israele añamy Malaký.
2 I have loved you, saith Yahweh, and yet ye say, Wherein hast thou loved us? Is not Esau, brother, to Jacob? enquireth Yahweh, Yet have I loved Jacob,
Fa nikokoako nahareo, hoe t’Iehovà, le anoa’areo ty hoe: Ami’ty akore ty nikokoa’o anay? Aa tsy nirahalahi’ Iakobe hao t’i Esave? hoe t’Iehovà; fe nikokoako t’Iakobe,
3 And, Esau, have I hated, — and made his mountains a desolation, and his inheritance [a dwelling] for the jackals of the wilderness.
naho nihejeko t’i Esave, nampangoakoaheko o tamboho’eo, vaho natoloko amo farasim- patram-beio ty lova’e.
4 Whereas Edom, may say, We are laid waste, but we will again build the desolate places, Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts, They, may build, but, I, will pull down, — and men shall call them, The Boundary of Lawlessness, and, The people with whom Yahweh hath indignation unto times age-abiding;
Ie amy zao, hoe ty asa’ i Edome: Finofok’ ambane zahay fe himpoly, hamboara’ay o liolioo; aa hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy: Hamboatse iereo, fe harotsako ambane; naho hatao tanem-piaroteñe i toetsey, ie ondaty mahaviñetse Iehovà nainai’eo;
5 And, your own eyes, shall see, —and, ye yourselves, shall say, Yahweh, be magnified, beyond the boundary of Israel.
Ho isa’ o fihaino’areoo, vaho hanao ty hoe: Jabahinake t’Iehovà alafe’ o efe-tane’ Israeleo.
6 A son, will honour a father, and, a servant, his lord, — If then, a father, I am, where is mine honour? And, if, a lord, I am, where is my reverence? saith Yahweh of hosts— to you, ye priests, who despise my Name, and yet say, Wherein have we despised thy Name?
Miasy an-drae’e ty ana-dahy, naho an-talè’e ty ondevo, aa kanao izaho t’i Rae, aia ty fiasiañe Ahiko? Katao Talè iraho, aia ty fañeveñañe amako? hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy amo mpisoroñe manirìka ty añarakoo. Ie anoa’areo ty hoe: Aia ty nanirikà’ay ty tahina’O?
7 In bringing near upon mine altar, polluted food, while yet ye say, Wherein have we polluted thee? Because ye say, As for the table of Yahweh, a thing to be despised, it is;
Ie mibanabana mofo maleotse amy kitrelikoy, naho manao ty hoe: Akore ty nanivà’ay Azo? Ie atao’ areo ty hoe: Mavo ty fandambaña’ Iehovà
8 And when ye bring near the blind as a sacrifice, [saying] —No harm! or when ye bring near the lame or the sick [saying] —No harm! Offer it, I pray you, unto thy pasha, Will he accept thee? or lift up thy countenance? saith Yahweh of hosts.
Ie mañenga ty goa hisoroñañe, tsy haloloañe hao? Ie engaeñe ty mikotrile naho ty aman-kandra, tsy haratiañe hao? Ibanabanao amy mpifehe’ areoy, hifalea’e hao? ho no’e hao irehe? hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy.
9 Now, therefore, pacify, I pray you, the face of GOD, that he may grant us favour, —at your hands, hath this come to pass, Will he lift up the countenances, of any of you? saith Yahweh of hosts.
Ie amy zao, naho miambane hihalaly ty fañisohan’ Añahare, hiferenaiña’e hao? naho banabanae’areo izay? Ho rambese’e soa v’inahareo? Hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy:
10 Who is there, even among you, that will shut the doors, so as not to set light to mine altar, for nothing? I can take no pleasure in you, saith Yahweh of hosts, and, your present, can I not accept at your hand.
Ia ama’areo ty handrindriñe o lalakoo tsy mone ho viañeñe an-kitreliko eo ty tsy vente’e! Tsy mahafale ahy nahareo, hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy, vaho tsy noko o banabanam-pità’ areoo.
11 For, from the rising of the sun, even unto the going in thereof, great is my Name among the nations, and, in every place, incense, is offered to my Name, and a pure present, —for great is my Name among the nations, saith Yahweh of hosts.
Amy te boak’am-panjirihan’ andro añe pak’am-pitsofora’e, le ra’elahy amo fifeheañeo ty añarako; amy ze fañembohañe naho fañengañe mahakama malio ami’ty añarako, fa Ra’elahy amo kilakila’ ondatio ty añarako, hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy.
12 But ye are profaning me, — in that ye say, As for the table of the Lord, polluted it is, and, as for his produce, contemptible is his food.
F’ie teraterà’ areo, ami’ty atao’ areo ty hoe: Nivetàñe ty fandambaña’ i Talè, naho o vokare’eo, vaho tiva o mahakama’eo.
13 And ye have said, Lo! what a weariness! And ye have snuffed at Me, saith Yahweh of hosts, and have brought in the torn and the lame and the sick, thus have ye brought the present, — Could I accept it at your hand? saith Yahweh.
Mbore atao’ areo ty hoe: Hete! mahamokotse! mbore injè’ areo, hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy, endese’ areo ty nitavaneñe, ty mikotrile, naho ty boròka, vaho engae’ areo hisoroñañe, ho noko am-pità’areo hao? hoe t’Iehovà.
14 But accursed is he that defraudeth, who, when there is in his flock a male, yet voweth and sacrificeth a corrupt thing to the Lord, for, a great king, am I, saith Yahweh of hosts, and, my Name, is revered among the nations.
Fàtse ty mpikatramo, ie aman-kobatròke amy lia-rai’ey, le ie mifanta: i aman-kàndray ty engae’e amy Talè, Izaho Mpanjaka ra’elahy, hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy, naho añeveñañe amo fifeheañeo ty añarako.
