Psalms 113

1 Praise ye Yah! Praise, O ye servants of Yahweh, Praise the Name of Yahweh;

Treño t’Ià. mandrengea, ry mpitoro’ Iehovà, bangò ty tahina’ Iehovà.

2 Be the Name of Yahweh blessed, henceforth, even to times age-abiding.

onjoneñe ty tahina’ Iehovà, henane zao naho nainai’e donia.

3 From the rising of the sun unto the going in thereof, Worthy to be praised, is the Name of Yahweh:

Boak’ ami’ty fanjiriha’ i àndroy pak’ami’ty fitsofora’e, le bangoañe ty tahina’ Iehovà.

4 High above all nations, is Yahweh, Above the heavens, his glory.

Andigiligi’ ze hene fifeheañe t’Iehovà, andindi’ o likerañeo ty enge’e.

5 Who is like Yahweh our God? that goeth on high to dwell,

Ia ty mañirinkiriñe Iehovà Andrianañaharentika, Mpiambesatse an-dindìñe añe,

6 That cometh down low to look, through the heavens and through the earth;

Mibotreke re hivazohoa’e o likerañeo naho ty tane toy.

7 That raiseth, out of the dust, the poor, From the dunghill, uplifteth the needy;

Ampitroare’e boak’ an-debok’ ao o rarakeo vaho ongaha’e am-botren-ditsak’ ao ty mpisotry,

8 To give a seat with nobles, with the nobles of his people!

hampindreza’e fiambesatse amo roandriañeo, amo ana-dona’ ondati’eo

9 Causing the barren woman to dwell in a household, A mother of sons in her joy! Praise ye Yah.

Ampitaiae’e añ’anjomba’e ao ty betsiterake, hifalea’e te renen’ anake. Treño t’Ià!