Psalms 10
1 Lord, whi hast thou go fer awei? thou dispisist `in couenable tymes in tribulacioun.
Akore te Ihe mijohañe añe, ry Iehovà? Ino ty ietaha’o an-tsan-kasotriañe?
2 While the wickid is proud, the pore man is brent; thei ben taken in the counsels, bi whiche thei thenken.
Am-pirengevohañe ty añoridaña’ o raty tserekeo o rarakeo; f’ie tsepahe’ o fikitroha’eo avao.
3 Forwhi the synnere is preisid in the desiris of his soule; and the wickid is blessid.
Sengè’ i tsivokatsey o fañirian-tro’eo, tata’e ty fatitiañe, naho inje’e t’Iehovà.
4 The synnere `wraththide the Lord; vp the multitude of his ire he schal not seke.
Ty tsivokatse amy fitoeboran-tarehe’ey, tsy mitsoek’ aze; ty hoe avao ro fitsakorea’e: Tsy eo ze o Andrianañahare zao.
5 God is not in his siyt; hise weies ben defoulid in al tyme. God, thi domes ben takun awei fro his face; he schal be lord of alle hise enemyes.
Miraorao nainai’e o sata’eo; kanao mitiotiotse ambone, tsy am-pahaisaha’e eo o fizakà’oo, le fonga ibohaboha’e o malaiñ’ azeo.
6 For he seide in his herte, Y schal not be moued, fro generacioun in to generacioun without yuel.
Hoe ty aereñeren-tro’e: Tsy hasiotse iraho, ndra an-tsa an-tsa tsy ho ampoheke ka.
7 `Whos mouth is ful of cursyng, and of bitternesse, and of gyle; trauel and sorewe is vndur his tunge.
Pea hateràñe naho katramo naho fisenge-hery i falie’ey; kilily naho haloloañe ty ambane’ i famele’ey.
8 He sittith in aspies with ryche men in priuytees; to sle the innocent man.
Itoboha’e o fivoñonañe an-drovao amo fietahañeo hamonoa’e ty vantañe; jilojilovem-pihaino’e ty tsy amam-pañimba.
9 Hise iyen biholden on a pore man; he settith aspies in hid place, as a lioun in his denne. He settith aspies, for to rauysche a pore man; for to rauysche a pore man, while he drawith the pore man.
Ie mitingañe añetak’ ao hoe liona ami’ty fitsifira’e; mitampoñe hitsepake ty rarake, hiambotrak’ ami’ty mpisotry, hikozozota’e amy harato’ey.
10 In his snare he schal make meke the pore man; he schal bowe hym silf, and schal falle doun, whanne he hath be lord of pore men.
Mibotreke re, mifinake; vaho mikorovok’ amy figorea’ey i pìtso-pañolotsey.
11 For he seide in his herte, God hath foryete; he hath turned awei his face, that he se not in to the ende.
Hoe re an-troke ao: Fa nandikofan’ Añahare, fa naeta’e ty lahara’e; tsy ho vazoho’e ka.
12 Lord God, rise thou vp, and thin hond be enhaunsid; foryete thou not pore men.
Miongaha ry Iehovà; ry Andrianañahare, zonjò ty Fità’o; ko amoea’o o mpirekeo.
13 For what thing terride the wickid man God to wraththe? for he seide in his herte, God schal not seke.
Akore te ati’ o tsivokatseo t’i Andrianañahare, ie manao an-tro’e ao ty hoe: Tsy ipaia’e?
14 Thou seest, for thou biholdist trauel and sorewe; that thou take hem in to thin hondis. The pore man is left to thee; thou schalt be an helpere to the fadirles and modirles.
Toe vazoho’o; eka fa oni’o ty ampoheke naho ty embetse le ho valeam-pità’o, ihe ro iatoa’ ty tsy aman’imba; vaho mpañimba ty bode-rae.
15 Al to-breke thou the arme of the synnere, and yuel willid; his synne schal be souyt, and it schal not be foundun.
Pozaho ty sira’ o tsivokatseo naho i piaroteñey, karaofo ty haratia’e ie tsy nilefe tsikaraheñe.
16 The Lord schal regne with outen ende, and in to the world of world; folkis, ye schulen perische fro the lond of hym.
Mpanjaka nainai’e t’Iehovà; fa mongotse an-tane’e eo o fifeheañeo.
17 The Lord hath herd the desir of pore men; thin eere hath herd the makyng redi of her herte.
Ry Iehovà, fa jinanji’o ty halali’ o tretram-poo; hafatraro ty arofo’ iareo atokilaño o ravembia’oo;
18 To deme for the modirles `and meke; that a man `leie to no more to `magnyfie hym silf on erthe.
Hañomea’o to o bode-raeo naho o forekekeñeo, tsy hampinevenevera’ ondaty an-tane atoio ka.
