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 degrees or Psalme of David. Lord, mine heart is not hautie, neither are mine eyes loftie, neither haue I walked in great matters and hid from me.

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

Surely I haue behaued my selfe, like one wained from his mother, and kept silence: I am in my selfe as one that is wained.

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

Let Israel waite on the Lord from hencefoorth and for euer.