Psalms 60
1 To the Overseer. — 'Concerning the Lily of Testimony,' a secret treasure of David, to teach, in his striving with Aram-Naharaim, and with Aram-Zobah, and Joab turneth back and smiteth Edom in the valley of Salt — twelve thousand. O God, Thou hadst cast us off, Thou hadst broken us — hadst been angry! — Thou dost turn back to us.
Ry Andrianañahare nifarie’o, dinemo’o, nifomboa’o; ehe sotraho zahay.
2 Thou hast caused the land to tremble, Thou hast broken it, Heal its breaches, for it hath moved.
Nampiezeñezeñe’o ty tane; nabenta’o; melaño o jeba’eo, fa miozoñozoñe.
3 Thou hast shewn Thy people a hard thing, Thou hast caused us to drink wine of trembling.
Nampahaoniña’o fisotriañe ondati’oo; nampitohofa’o divay mampivembèñe.
4 Thou hast given to those fearing thee an ensign. To be lifted up as an ensign Because of truth. (Selah)
Nanolora’o viloñe o mañeveñe ama’oo; honjoneñe ty ami’ty hatò. Selà
5 That Thy beloved ones may be drawn out, Save [with] Thy right hand, and answer us.
Soa te ho hahàñe o kokoa’oo; rombaho am-pità’o havana; toiño iraho.
6 God hath spoken in His holiness: I exult — I apportion Shechem, And the valley of Succoth I measure,
Nitsara ami’ty hamasiña’e t’i Andrianañahare: Hitreñe iraho, ho zaraeko ty Sekeme, vaho ho zeheko ty vavatane’ i Sokote;
7 Mine [is] Gilead, and mine [is] Manasseh, And Ephraim [is] the strength of my head, Judah [is] my lawgiver,
ahiko t’i Gilàde, naho ahiko t’i Menasè; fiaron-dohako t’i Efraime, kobaiko t’Iehodà;
8 Moab [is] my pot for washing, over Edom I cast my shoe, Shout, concerning me, O Philistia.
Koveta fisasako t’i Mòabe; fampipohan-kanako t’i Edome miroharohà ty amako, ry Pilisty.
9 Who doth bring me [to] a city of bulwarks? Who hath led me unto Edom?
Ia ty hampihova ahy amy rova fatratsey? Ia ty hiaolo ahy mb’ Edome mb’eo?
10 Is it not Thou, O God? hast Thou cast us off? And dost Thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts!
Tsy Ihe hao ry Andrianañahare ty nahafary anay? Tsy hitraofa’o fionjonañe hao, ry Andrianañahare o lahindefo’aio!
11 Give to us help from adversity, And vain [is] the deliverance of man.
Oloro amy rafelahiy zahay, fa tsy vente’e ty fandrombaha’ ondatio.
12 In God we do mightily, And He treadeth down our adversaries!
I Andrianañahare ro fahareketa’ay, Ie ty handialia o rafelahi’aio.
