Salamo 142

1 Maskila nataon’ i Davida tamin’ izy tao anaty lavaka. Fivavahana. Ny feoko no itarainako amin’ i Jehovah; Ny feoko no ifonako amin’ i Jehovah.

“A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.” With my voice I cry unto the Lord: with my voice I make supplication unto the Lord.

2 Loarako eo anatrehany ny fitarainako; Ambarako eo anatrehany ny fahoriako.

I pour out before him my grief: my distress I recite before him.

3 Raha reraka ato anatiko ny fanahiko, dia fantatro ny alehako; Eo amin’ ny lalana izorako No nanafenany fandrika hamandrihany ahy.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me—and thou knowest well my path—on the way whereon I desired to walk they had secretly laid a snare for me.

4 Jereo eo ankavanana, ka izahao, Fa tsy misy olona mahalala ahy; Foana avokoa ny fiarovana ahy; Tsy misy miahy ny fanahiko.

Look to the right, and behold, yea, there is no man that recognizeth me: [every] refuge is lost to me; there is no one that careth for my soul.

5 Mitaraina aminao aho, Jehovah ô; Hoy izaho: Hianao no aroko Sy anjarako eo amin’ ny tanin’ ny velona.

I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of life.

6 Henoy ny fitarainako, Fa reraka indrindra aho; Vonjeo aho amin’ ny mpanenjika ahy, Fa tsy leoko ireny.

Listen unto my entreaty; for I am very miserable: deliver me from my pursuers; for they are too mighty for me.

7 Avoahy hiala amin’ ny tranomaizina ny fanahiko, Mba hiderako ny anaranao; Hanodidina ahy ny marina, Satria manisy soa ahy Hianao.

Bring forth out of prison my soul, that I may thank thy name: with me shall the righteous crown themselves, when thou wilt deal bountifully with me.