Proverbs 30
1 The words of Agur the son of Jakeh, [even] the prophecy: the man spoke to Ithiel, even to Ithiel and Ucal,
Ty fitaro’ i Agore, ana’ Ieake: onin-drehake, tinaro’ indatiy am’ Itiele, am’ Itiele naho i Okale:
2 Surely I [am] more brutish than [any] man, and have not the understanding of a man.
Derendereñe te am’ondaty iabio iraho; tsy amako ty hilala’ ondaty,
3 I neither learned wisdom, nor have the knowledge of the holy.
mbore tsy nianarako ty hihitse, vaho tsy amako ty fahafohinañe i Masiñey.
4 Who hath ascended into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what [is] his name, and what [is] his son's name, if thou canst tell?
Ia ty nionjom-b’an-dikerañe mb’eo vaho nizotso? Ia ty nahatontoñe o tiokeo an-taña’e mivokeñe? Ia ty nañolonkoloñe o ranoo an-tsaro’e ao? Ia ty nampijadoñe o hene olon-taneo? Ia ty tahina’e, naho ty tahinan’ana’e? Naho fohi’o!
5 Every word of God [is] pure: he [is] a shield to them that put their trust in him.
Fonga niventeñe o tsaran’ Añahareo; ie fikalañe amo mitsolok’ ama’eo.
6 Add thou not to his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.
Ko tovoña’o o tsara’eo, fa ho trevohe’e, vaho ho zoeñe t’ie bodiake.
7 Two [things] have I required of thee; deny [them] not to me before I die:
Roe ty raha ihalaliako ama’o; ko ifoneña’o ampara’ ty hivetrahako:
8 Remove far from me vanity and lies; give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me:
Ahankaño amako ze vande naho haremborake, le ko atolots’ahy ndra hararahañe ndra varabey, fahano ahy ty anjarako,
9 Lest I be full, and deny [thee], and say, Who [is] the LORD? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God [in vain].
tsy mone ho vontsin-draho vaho hitety Azo, ami’ty hoe: Ia ze o Iehovà zao? ke ho rarake iraho naho hampikametse, vaho hitera ty tahinan’ Añahareko.
10 Accuse not a servant to his master, lest he curse thee, and thou be found guilty.
Ko fosà’o ami’ty tompo’e ty mpitoroñe, kera hamatse azo re, vaho ho voa-hakeo irehe.
11 [There is] a generation [that] curseth their father, and doth not bless their mother.
Eo ty tariratse mitety an-drae, naho tsy mitata rene;
12 [There is] a generation [that are] pure in their own eyes, and [yet] are not washed from their filthiness.
ty taminga malio amo maso’eo fe mboe tsy nisasa ami’ty haleora’e,
13 [There is] a generation, O how lofty are their eyes! and their eyelids are lifted up.
ty tariratse mievoñevoñe amo maso’eo —akore ty fiandra’ o holi-maso’eo!
14 [There is] a generation, whose teeth [are as] swords, and their jaw-teeth [as] knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from [among] men.
Eo ty taminga hanam-pibara ho famotsi’e naho meso ho vaza’e, hampibotsek’ o misotry an-tane atoio, naho o rarake am’ondatio.
15 The horse-leech hath two daughters, [crying], Give, give. There are three [things that] are never satisfied, [yes], four [things] say not, [It is] enough:
Roe ty anake vave’ ty oletse, ‘meo, meo.’ Telo ty raha mitolom-piereñe: efatse ty tsy mahafivola ty hoe: ‘eneñe izay!’
16 The grave; and the barren womb; the earth [that] is not filled with water; and the fire [that] saith not, [It is] enough. (Sheol h7585)
Tsy mahafivola ty hoe: ‘Soa izay’ ty tsikeokeoke, i beitsiterake, i tane tsy enen-dranoy, vaho ty afo (Sheol h7585)
17 The eye [that] mocketh at [its] father, and despiseth to obey [its] mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it.
Ty maso miteratera rae, tsy mete avoho-drene, ho tsimohe’ o koàke am-bavataneo, vaho habotse’ ty tsimalaho tora’e.
18 There are three [things which] are too wonderful for me, yes, four which I know not:
Telo ty raha loho mahalatsa ahy, efatse ty tsy rendreko;
19 The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.
ty liam-bantio an-dindiñe eñe, ty lia’ ty mereñe an-damilamy eo, ty lala’ o sambo añivo riakeo, vaho ty sata’ ondaty ami’ty somondrara.
20 Such [is] the way of an adulterous woman; she eateth, and wipeth her mouth, and saith, I have done no wickedness.
Zao ty satan-karapilo: Mihinañe re naho mamò-bava vaho manao ty hoe: ‘Izaho tsy nanao raty.’
21 For three [things] the earth is disquieted, and for four [which] it cannot bear:
Ambane’ raha telo ty mampañezeñezeñe i taney, ambane’ ty efatse re tsy mahaleo:
22 For a servant when he reigneth; and a fool when he is filled with food.
ambane’ i trètreke t’ie ty mpanjaka, vaho ty dagola, t’ie etsa-kaneñe,
23 For an odious [woman] when she is married; and a handmaid that is heir to her mistress.
ambane’ ty rakemba tsy kokoañe t’ie engaen-dahy, vaho ty anak-ampatañe mandova aman-drakemba’e.
24 There are four [things which are] little upon the earth, but they [are] very wise:
Efatse ty raha kede’ ty tane toy, songa mahihitse:
25 The ants [are] a people not strong, yet they prepare their food in the summer;
Foko tsy maozatse o vitikeo, fe halankañe’e ami’ty asara ty haneñe;
26 The conies [are but] a feeble people, yet they make their houses in the rocks;
fifokoa tsy fatratse o trandrakeo, fe mpandranjy traño am-bato ao;
27 The locusts have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands;
tsy amam-panjàka o valalao, fe mirodo ki-pirimbo-ki-pirimboñe.
28 The spider taketh hold with her hands, and is in king's palaces.
Mete tsepahem-pitàñe ty tsàtsake, f’ie añ’anjombam-panjaka ao.
29 There are three [things] which go well, yes, four are comely in going:
Telo ty raha midoegadoega: efatse ty mitoandratoandra:
30 A lion, [which is] strongest among beasts, and turneth not away for any;
ty liona, ie maozatse amo biby iabio, tsy eo ty itsolofiña’e;
31 A greyhound; a he-goat also; and a king, against whom [there is] no rising up.
i akoholahiy, naho ty oselahy, vaho ty mpanjaka miatreke i valobohòn-dahindefo’ey.
32 If thou hast done foolishly in lifting up thyself, or if thou hast thought evil, [lay] thy hand upon thy mouth.
Naho nanao hagegean-drehe nañonjom-batañe, ke nikilily, le tehafo am-pitàñe ty falie’o.
33 Surely the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood: so the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.
Toe miova ho dibera ty ronono trobotroboeñe, naho mahatontom-piantsonañe te komondroeñe, vaho mampiforoforo haviñerañe t’ie troboeñe.
