Salamo 124

1 Naho tsy Iehovà ty nañimba antika —ano ty hoe r’Israele—

A song of ascents. Of David. ‘Had it not been the Lord who was for us’ let Israel say

2 Naho tsy nañolotse’ antika t’Iehovà, ie naname an-tikañe ondatio,

‘Had it not been the Lord who was for us when enemies rose against us,

3 le ho nagodra’ iereo veloñe ami’ty fisolebaran-kabosehañe;

then alive they’d have swallowed us up, when their anger was kindled against us.

4 le ho ­nandempotse antika o ranoo, ho nisorotombak’ amo ain-tikañeo i torahañey,

Then the waters would’ve swept us away, and the torrent passed over us clean:

5 Eka ho nalipo’ o rano mitroñeo o ain-tikañeo,

then most sure would’ve passed over us clean the wild seething waters.’

6 Andriaño t’Iehovà, fa tsy napò’e tika ho fitsatsàm-pamotsi’ iareo.

Blest be the Lord who has given us not to be torn by their teeth.

7 Niborofotse tika hoe voroñe am-­bitsom-pitsindro-boroñe, nipototse i fandrikey, le nibotafotse tika.

We are like a bird just escaped from the snare of the fowler. The snare is broken, and we are escaped.

8 Fañimbàn-tikañe ty tahina’ Iehovà, Andrianamboatse i likerañey naho ty tane toy.

Our help is the name of the Lord, the Creator of heaven and earth.