Salamo 11

1 Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Nataon’ i Davida.

For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!

2 Fa, indro, ny ratsy fanahy manenjana ny tsipìkany; efa nanamboatra ny zana-tsipìkany eo amin’ ny kofehy izy, nikendry tao amin’ ny maizina hitifitra ny mahitsy fo.

For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

3 Fa rava ny fanorenana, ka inona indray no azon’ ny marina atao?

If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?”

4 Jehovah dia ao amin’ ny tempoliny masìna, ny seza fiandrianan’ i Jehovah dia any an-danitra; ny masony mijery, eny, ny hodi-masony mizaha toetra ny zanak’ olombelona.

The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

5 Jehovah mizaha toetra ny marina; fa ny ratsy fanahy sy ny mifaly hampidi-doza dia samy halan’ ny fanahiny.

The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

6 Handatsaka fandrika amin’ ny ratsy fanahy Izy tahaka ny fandatsaka ranonorana; afo sy solifara ary rivo-mahamay no ho anjara kapoakany.

On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

7 Fa marina Jehovah, ka fahamarinana no tiany; ny mahitsy no hahita ny tavany.

For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.