Salamo 101

1 Ho saboeko ty fiferenaiñañe naho ty fizakàn-to, Ihe ry Iehovà ro isaboako

Of David, a psalm. If kindness and justice I sing, making melody to you, Lord.

2 Hambenako ty lalan-kavañonañe; ombia irehe te homb’amako? Handenako an-kazavàn-troke an-trañoko ao.

I would look to the way that is blameless, and make it my own. Within my own house I would walk with an innocent heart.

3 Tsy ampipohako raha tsy manjofake aolo’ o masokoo. hejeko ty sata’ o mpiolao; tsy hipitek’ amako zay.

I would never direct my eyes to a thing that is base. The impulse to stray I abhor it shall not cling to me.

4 Hitotse ahy ty tro mirioñe; hamoeako ze atao raty.

Far from me be perverseness of heart, or kinship with evil.

5 Ze mifosa ondatio, ie ty harotsako; hejeko ty maso miengeñe naho ty troke mikoìboke.

Who slanders their neighbour in secret, I bring them to silence: haughty looks and proud hearts I will not abide.

6 Amo migahiñe an-tane atoio o masokoo, hiharoa’ iareo fimoneñañe, hitoroñe ahy ty mañavelo an-kahiti’e.

I will favour the true in the land, they shall live in my court. Those who walk in a way that is blameless will be my attendant.

7 Tsy hitobok’ an-trañoko ao ty mitolom-pamañahiañe; tsy ho tambatse aolo’ o masokoo ty mpivolam-bande.

No one will live in my house who practises guile. No one that speaks a lie will abide in my presence.

8 Ho zamaneko boa-maraindray o lo-tserek’ amy taneio; haitoako ami’ty rova’ Iehovà o mpitolon-katsivokarañeo.

Morn by morn I will wholly wipe out all the bad in the land, and cut off from the Lord’s own city all workers of evil.