Salamo 11

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

To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] 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, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

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

If the foundations be 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’s throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

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

The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

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

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup.

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

For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.