Psalms 63

1 A psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah. God, you are my God! I earnestly search for you, my soul thirsts for you, and my flesh longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

Ry Andrianañahare, Ihe ro Andrianañahareko; hitsoek’ azo iraho; miheahea azo ty fiaiko, misalala azo ty sandriko hoe an-tane kànkañe vozake tsy aman-drano,

2 So I have looked on you in the sanctuary, to see your power and your glory.

Ho treako amy miavakey ao irehe, hahaisake ty haozara’o naho ty enge’o.

3 Because your covenant faithfulness is better than life, my lips will praise you.

Toe soa te amo haveloñeo ty fiferenaiña’o, hisabo Azo o soñikoo.

4 So I will bless you while I live; I will lift up my hands in your name.

Hañandriañe Azo t’ie mbe veloñe; i tahina’oy ty hañonjonako tañañe.

5 It will be as if I ate a meal of marrow and fatness; with joyful lips my mouth will praise you,

Anjañe ty fiaiko hoe aman-tso-kena naho solike, vaho mandrenge Azo an-tsoñy mifale ty vavako,

6 when I think about you on my bed and meditate on you in the night hours.

ie mahatiahy Azo am-pandreañe ao, naho mitsakore Azo am-pijilovan-kaleñe.

7 For you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I rejoice.

Ihe ro mpañolotse ahiko, naho an-kalon’ela’o ao ty hirebehako.

8 I cling to you; your right hand supports me.

Mipitek’ ama’o ty fiaiko; manohañe ahy ty fità’o havana.

9 But those who seek to destroy my life will go down into the lowest parts of the earth;

Fe hajoroboñe an-tsikeokeok’ao ze mipay handrotsake ty fiaiko;

10 they will be given over to those whose hands use the sword, and they will become food for the jackals.

Havariñe an-kaozara’ i fibaray iereo ho tsindrohe’ ty farasy.

11 But the king will rejoice in God; everyone who swears by him will be proud of him, but the mouth of those who speak lies will be stopped up.

Andriañahare ty irebeha’ i Mpanjakay, mirañorañoa ze hene mifanta ama’e; fe hampidiñeñe ty faliem-pandañitse.