Psalms 64

1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice, in my (meditation) From the fear of an enemy Thou keepest my life,

Janjiño ty feoko, ry Andrianañahare, ami’ty fitreontreoñako; ambeno ty fiaiko ami’ty fihembaña’e o rafelahio.

2 Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity.

Aetaho iraho ami’ty fikililia’ o tsivokatseo; amo fikitrohan-drati’ o lo-tserekeo.

3 Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow — a bitter word.

O maniom-pameleke hoe fibara vaho mañohatse entam-bola-mafaitse hoe t’ie ana-pale,

4 To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.

hañohara’ iareo añ’etake ty vañoñe; tifire’iereo amy zao tsy aman-tahotse.

5 They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, 'Who doth look at it?'

Mifañosike t’ie mikitroke, mikinia hampibitrotse fandri-bo añ’etake, ami’ty hoe: Ia ty hahaisake?

6 They search out perverse things, 'We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart [are] deep.

Tsikarahe’ iereo ze tsihavokarañe, Fa nañeneke safiry soa lahatse. Toe miheotse ty añ’ova’ ondaty ao, naho ty arofo’e.

7 And God doth shoot them [with] an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,

F’ie hañiririan’ Añahare ana-pale aniany avao le ho fere

8 And they cause him to stumble, Against them [is] their own tongue, Every looker on them fleeth away.

hampitsikapy iareo; sesehe’ o famele’iareo avao, songa mibioñe añe ty mahaisake iareo.

9 And all men fear, and declare the work of God, And His deed they have considered wisely.

Le hene hirevendreveñe ondatio, hitalily o fitoloñan’ Añahareo vaho hañarahara o tolon-draha’eo.

10 The righteous doth rejoice in Jehovah, And hath trusted in Him, And boast themselves do all the upright of heart!

Hifale am’ Iehovà o vantañeo, hipalitse ama’e; vaho hene handrenge aze o mahity añ’arofoo.