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.

A Song of the going up. Of David. Lord, there is no pride in my heart and my eyes are not lifted up; and I have not taken part in great undertakings, or in things over-hard for me.

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

See, I have made my soul calm and quiet, like a child on its mother's breast; my soul is like a child on its mother's breast.

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

O Israel, have hope in the Lord, from this time and for ever.