< Salamo 129 >
“A song of the degrees.” Many a time have they assailed me from my youth, so should Israel say;
2 Mafy no nampahoriany ahy hatry ny fony aho mbola tanora; Nefa tsy naharesy ahy izy.
Many a time have they assailed me from my youth: yet have they not prevailed against me.
3 Ny mpiasa dia niasa ny lamosiko; Efa nanalava ny vavasany izy.
Upon my back have ploughmen ploughed; they have drawn long their furrows:
4 Marina Jehovah: Efa nanapaka ny famatorana nataon’ ny ratsy fanahy Izy.
[Yet] the Lord is righteous; he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
5 Aoka ho menatra sy hiamboho Izay rehetra mandrafy an’ i Ziona
May all be put to shame and turned backward that hate Zion;
6 Ka ho tahaka ny ahitra eo an-tampon-trano. Izay malazo, na dia tsy misy manongotra azy aza;
May they become like the grass of the roofs, which withereth before it is pulled up;
7 Tsy misy mpijinja mameno tanana Na mpamehy amboara mameno tratra amin’ izany;
Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor his arm he that bindeth sheaves.
8 Ka dia tsy hisy mpandalo hanao hoe: Hotahin’ i Jehovah anie ianareo; Eny, ny anaran’ i Jehovah no itsofanay rano anareo.
Nor do they who pass by say, The blessing of the Lord be with you: we bless you in the name of the Lord.