Psalms 7
1 Ode of David: which he sang unto Yahweh, on account of the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Yahweh my God, in thee, have I sought refuge, —Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me:
Sigaiona nataon’ i Davida, izay nohirainy ho an’ i Jehovah noho ny tenin’ i Kosy Benjamita. Jehovah Andriamanitro ô, Hianao no ialofako; vonjeo aho amin’ izay rehetra manenjika ahy, ka afaho;
2 Lest one tear, as a lion, my soul, —and there be no deliverer to rescue.
Fandrao ny fanahiko viravirainy tahaka ny fanaon’ ny liona, ary kepokepohiny, ka tsy misy mamonjy.
3 O Yahweh my God, If I have done this, If there hath been perversity in my hands:
Jehovah Andriamanitro ô, raha nanao izany aho; raha misy heloka eto an-tanako;
4 If I have requited my friend with wrong, —or have oppressed mine adversary without need,
Raha namaly ratsy izay tsara fihavanana tamiko aho, novonjeko aza izay nampahory ahy tsy ahoan-tsy ahoana
5 Let an enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it, that he may tread down, to the earth, my life, —and, mine honour—in the dust, he may cause to dwell. (Selah)
Dia aoka ny fahavalo hanenjika ny fanahiko ka hahatratra azy; eny, aoka izy hanitsaka ny aiko amin’ ny tany, ary hampandry ny voninahitro amin’ ny vovoka. (Sela)
6 Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up, because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:
Jehovah ô, mitsangàna amin’ ny fahatezeranao; misandrata hisakana ny fisafoaky ny mpampahory ahy; ary mifohaza hanampy ahy, fa didy marina no navoakanao;
7 When, the assembly of peoples, gather round thee, then, above it—on high, do thou return!
Aoka ny firenena maro hivory manodidina Anao; ary miverena ho any amin’ ny avo eo amboniny Hianao,
8 Yahweh, will judge the peoples, —Do me justice, O Yahweh, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity upon me,
Jehovah hitsara ny firenena; Jehovah ô, tsarao aho araka ny fahamarinako sy ny tsi-fananako tsiny.
9 Let the wrong of the lawless, I pray thee, come to an end, and establish thou him that is righteous, —for, a trier of hearts and reins, is God the righteous one.
Aoka ho tapaka ny ratsy ataon’ ny ratsy fanahy, fa ampitoero kosa ny marina; fa Andriamanitra marina no mamantatra ny fo sy ny voa.
10 My shield, is held by God, who is ready to save the upright in heart:
Ny ampingako dia ao amin’ Andriamanitra, Mpamonjy ny mahitsy fo.
11 A God to vindicate the righteous, —And yet a God to be indignant throughout every day.
Mpitsara marina Andriamanitra, eny Andriamanitra Izay tezitra isan’ andro.
12 If he turn not, his sword, will he whet, —his bow, hath he bent, and made ready:
Raha tsy ibebahana Izy, dia hanasa ny sabany; efa manenjana ny tsipìkany Izy ka manamboatra azy,
13 But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:
Ary ireo dia kendreny amin’ ny fiadiana mahafaty; ny zana-tsipìkany ataony mirehitra.
14 Lo! he gendereth trouble, and conceiveth mischief, but giveth birth to a disappointment:
Indro, efa marary hiteraka zava-poana ireo; eny, torontoronina fampahoriana izy ary mitera-doza;
15 A pit, he cut out, and digged it, and then fell into the ditch he had made:
Mihady lavaka izy ka manalalaka izany, dia latsaka ao anatin’ ny longoa nataony ihany izy;
16 His mischief, turneth back, on his own head, —and, on his own crown, his violence, descendeth.
Mitsingerina ho eo an-dohany ihany ny fampahoriany; ary eo an-tampon-dohany ihany no ianjeran’ ny loza nataony.
17 I will praise Yahweh according to his righteousness, —and will praise in song the Name of Yahweh Most High.
Hidera an’ i Jehovah araka ny fahamarinany aho, ary hankalaza ny anaran’ i Jehovah Avo Indrindra.
