Salamo 131

1 Sabom-Pionjonañe, a i Davide Ry Iehovà, tsy mirenge ty troko, tsy miandra o masokoo; tsy ahoako o raha loho jabajabao, vaho ze loho sarots’ amako.

Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty. Neither do I exercise myself in grand matters, or in things too wonderful for me.

2 Toe nampipendreñe naho nampitsiñe ty fiaiko iraho, manahake ty ajaja notaen-drene’e, ie hoe ajaja maota ty fiaiko.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul like a weaned child with his mother. Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

3 O ry Israeleo, itamao t’Iehovà henane zao vaho nainai’e.

O Israel, hope in Jehovah from this time forth and for evermore.