< Salamo 129 >
A song of ascents. Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth— let Israel now declare—
2 Mafy no nampahoriany ahy hatry ny fony aho mbola tanora; Nefa tsy naharesy ahy izy.
many a time they have persecuted me from my youth, but they have not prevailed against me.
3 Ny mpiasa dia niasa ny lamosiko; Efa nanalava ny vavasany izy.
The plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.
4 Marina Jehovah: Efa nanapaka ny famatorana nataon’ ny ratsy fanahy Izy.
The LORD is righteous; He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.
5 Aoka ho menatra sy hiamboho Izay rehetra mandrafy an’ i Ziona
May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.
6 Ka ho tahaka ny ahitra eo an-tampon-trano. Izay malazo, na dia tsy misy manongotra azy aza;
May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,
7 Tsy misy mpijinja mameno tanana Na mpamehy amboara mameno tratra amin’ izany;
unable to fill the hands of the reaper, or the arms of the binder of sheaves.
8 Ka dia tsy hisy mpandalo hanao hoe: Hotahin’ i Jehovah anie ianareo; Eny, ny anaran’ i Jehovah no itsofanay rano anareo.
May none who pass by say to them, “The blessing of the LORD be on you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.”