Ohabolana 30
1 Ty fitaro’ i Agore, ana’ Ieake: onin-drehake, tinaro’ indatiy am’ Itiele, am’ Itiele naho i Okale:
The words of Agur the son of Jakeh; the burden. The man saith unto Ithiel, unto Ithiel and Ucal:
2 Derendereñe te am’ondaty iabio iraho; tsy amako ty hilala’ ondaty,
Surely I am brutish, unlike a man, and have not the understanding of a man;
3 mbore tsy nianarako ty hihitse, vaho tsy amako ty fahafohinañe i Masiñey.
And I have not learned wisdom, that I should have the knowledge of the Holy One.
4 Ia ty nionjom-b’an-dikerañe mb’eo vaho nizotso? Ia ty nahatontoñe o tiokeo an-taña’e mivokeñe? Ia ty nañolonkoloñe o ranoo an-tsaro’e ao? Ia ty nampijadoñe o hene olon-taneo? Ia ty tahina’e, naho ty tahinan’ana’e? Naho fohi’o!
Who hath ascended up into heaven, and descended? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound the waters in his garment? Who hath established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou knowest?
5 Fonga niventeñe o tsaran’ Añahareo; ie fikalañe amo mitsolok’ ama’eo.
Every word of God is tried; He is a shield unto them that take refuge in Him.
6 Ko tovoña’o o tsara’eo, fa ho trevohe’e, vaho ho zoeñe t’ie bodiake.
Add thou not unto His words, lest He reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.
7 Roe ty raha ihalaliako ama’o; ko ifoneña’o ampara’ ty hivetrahako:
Two things have I asked of Thee; deny me them not before I die:
8 Ahankaño amako ze vande naho haremborake, le ko atolots’ahy ndra hararahañe ndra varabey, fahano ahy ty anjarako,
Remove far from me falsehood and lies; give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with mine allotted bread;
9 tsy mone ho vontsin-draho vaho hitety Azo, ami’ty hoe: Ia ze o Iehovà zao? ke ho rarake iraho naho hampikametse, vaho hitera ty tahinan’ Añahareko.
Lest I be full, and deny, and say: 'Who is the LORD?' Or lest I be poor, and steal, and profane the name of my God.
10 Ko fosà’o ami’ty tompo’e ty mpitoroñe, kera hamatse azo re, vaho ho voa-hakeo irehe.
Slander not a servant unto his master, lest he curse thee, and thou be found guilty.
11 Eo ty tariratse mitety an-drae, naho tsy mitata rene;
There is a generation that curse their father, and do not bless their mother.
12 ty taminga malio amo maso’eo fe mboe tsy nisasa ami’ty haleora’e,
There is a generation that are pure in their own eyes, and yet are not washed from their filthiness.
13 ty tariratse mievoñevoñe amo maso’eo —akore ty fiandra’ o holi-maso’eo!
There is a generation, Oh how lofty are their eyes! and their eyelids are lifted up.
14 Eo ty taminga hanam-pibara ho famotsi’e naho meso ho vaza’e, hampibotsek’ o misotry an-tane atoio, naho o rarake am’ondatio.
There is a generation whose teeth are as swords, and their great teeth as knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.
15 Roe ty anake vave’ ty oletse, ‘meo, meo.’ Telo ty raha mitolom-piereñe: efatse ty tsy mahafivola ty hoe: ‘eneñe izay!’
The horseleech hath two daughters: 'Give, give.' There are three things that are never satisfied, yea, four that say not: 'Enough':
16 Tsy mahafivola ty hoe: ‘Soa izay’ ty tsikeokeoke, i beitsiterake, i tane tsy enen-dranoy, vaho ty afo (Sheol h7585)
The grave; and the barren womb; the earth that is not satisfied with water; and the fire that saith not: 'Enough.' (Sheol h7585)
17 Ty maso miteratera rae, tsy mete avoho-drene, ho tsimohe’ o koàke am-bavataneo, vaho habotse’ ty tsimalaho tora’e.
The eye that mocketh at his father, and despiseth to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young vultures shall eat it.
18 Telo ty raha loho mahalatsa ahy, efatse ty tsy rendreko;
There are three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not:
19 ty liam-bantio an-dindiñe eñe, ty lia’ ty mereñe an-damilamy eo, ty lala’ o sambo añivo riakeo, vaho ty sata’ ondaty ami’ty somondrara.
The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a young woman.
20 Zao ty satan-karapilo: Mihinañe re naho mamò-bava vaho manao ty hoe: ‘Izaho tsy nanao raty.’
So is the way of an adulterous woman; she eateth, and wipeth her mouth, and saith: 'I have done no wickedness.'
21 Ambane’ raha telo ty mampañezeñezeñe i taney, ambane’ ty efatse re tsy mahaleo:
For three things the earth doth quake, and for four it cannot endure:
22 ambane’ i trètreke t’ie ty mpanjaka, vaho ty dagola, t’ie etsa-kaneñe,
For a servant when he reigneth; and a churl when he is filled with food;
23 ambane’ ty rakemba tsy kokoañe t’ie engaen-dahy, vaho ty anak-ampatañe mandova aman-drakemba’e.
For an odious woman when she is married; and a handmaid that is heir to her mistress.
24 Efatse ty raha kede’ ty tane toy, songa mahihitse:
There are four things which are little upon the earth, but they are exceeding wise:
25 Foko tsy maozatse o vitikeo, fe halankañe’e ami’ty asara ty haneñe;
The ants are a people not strong, yet they provide their food in the summer;
26 fifokoa tsy fatratse o trandrakeo, fe mpandranjy traño am-bato ao;
The rock-badgers are but a feeble folk, yet make they their houses in the crags;
27 tsy amam-panjàka o valalao, fe mirodo ki-pirimbo-ki-pirimboñe.
The locusts have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands;
28 Mete tsepahem-pitàñe ty tsàtsake, f’ie añ’anjombam-panjaka ao.
The spider thou canst take with the hands, yet is she in kings' palaces.
29 Telo ty raha midoegadoega: efatse ty mitoandratoandra:
There are three things which are stately in their march, yea, four which are stately in going:
30 ty liona, ie maozatse amo biby iabio, tsy eo ty itsolofiña’e;
The lion, which is mightiest among beasts, and turneth not away for any;
31 i akoholahiy, naho ty oselahy, vaho ty mpanjaka miatreke i valobohòn-dahindefo’ey.
The greyhound; the he-goat also; and the king, against whom there is no rising up.
32 Naho nanao hagegean-drehe nañonjom-batañe, ke nikilily, le tehafo am-pitàñe ty falie’o.
If thou hast done foolishly in lifting up thyself, or if thou hast planned devices, lay thy hand upon thy mouth.
33 Toe miova ho dibera ty ronono trobotroboeñe, naho mahatontom-piantsonañe te komondroeñe, vaho mampiforoforo haviñerañe t’ie troboeñe.
For the churning of milk bringeth forth curd, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood; so the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.
