Psalms 57
1 To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Al-tasheth. Miktama nataon’ i Davida tamin’ ny nandosirany an’ i Saoly tao anaty zohy. Mamindrà fo amiko. Andriamanitra ô, mamindrà fo amiko; fa Hianao no ialofan’ ny fanahiko; eny, ao amin’ ny aloky ny elatrao no ialofako, mandra-pahalasan’ ny loza.
2 I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
Hitaraina amin’ Andriamanitra Avo Indrindra aho, dia amin’ Andriamanitra Izay mahatanteraka ho ahy.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
Haniraka avy any an-danitra Izy ka hamonjy ahy, raha miteny ratsy izay misafoaka manenjika ahy. (Sela) Eny, Andriamanitra haniraka ny famindram-pony sy ny fahamarinany.
4 My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Ny fanahiko dia eo afovoan’ ny liona; handry eo amin’ ny masiaka aho, dia eo amin’ ny zanak’ olombelona, ― lefona sy zana-tsipìka ny nifiny, ary sabatra maranitra ny lelany.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Misandrata any ambonin’ ny lanitra Hianao, Andriamanitra ô! aoka ho ambonin’ ny tany rehetra ny voninahitrao.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
Efa namela-pandrika harato haningotra ny diako izy, ary nampitanondrika ny fanahiko; nihady lavaka teo anoloako izy, kanjo ny tenany ihany no latsaka ao anatiny. (Sela)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
Tafatoetra ny foko, Andriamanitra ô, eny, tafatoetra ny foko; hihira sy hankalaza aho.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
Mifohaza, ry voninahitro; mifohaza ry valiha sy lokanga; hifoha maraina koa aho.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
Hidera Anao eny amin’ ny vahoaka aho, Tompo ô, hankalaza Anao eny amin’ ny firenena aho.
10 For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
Fa lehibe mihatra amin’ ny lanitra ny famindram-ponao, ary mihatra amin’ ny rahona ny fahamarinanao.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Misandrata any ambonin’ ny lanitra Hianao, Andriamanitra ô; aoka ho ambonin’ ny tany rehetra ny voninahitrao.
