Salamo 17
1 Janjiño ty fahiti’e, ry Iehovà, haoño ty fitoreoko, anoloro ravembia ty halaliko boak’an-tsoñy tsy amam-pìtake!
A Prayer by David. Hear, LORD, my righteous plea. Give ear to my prayer that doesn’t go out of deceitful lips.
2 Ampionjono boak’ añatrefa’o eo ty añomezan-to ahiko! Ampivazoho mahity o fihaino’oo!
Let my sentence come out of your presence. Let your eyes look on equity.
3 Fa nitsohe’o ty troko, naho nitilihe’o te haleñe naho nadiñe’o, vaho tsy nahavazoho ty tsy mañeva miakatse am-bavako.
You have proved my heart. You have visited me in the night. You have tried me, and found nothing. I have resolved that my mouth shall not disobey.
4 Aa ty amo sata’ ondatio, o tsaram-pivimbi’oo ro nambenako tsy hombàko ty lala’ o masia-menao.
As for the deeds of men, by the word of your lips, I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
5 Fa mifahatse amo lala’oo o liakoo, tsy midorasitse o tombokoo,
My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.
6 Ho kanjieko irehe, amy te toiñe’o ry Andrianañahare; atokilaño mb’amako o ravembia’oo, janjiño o tarokoo.
I have called on you, for you will answer me, God. Turn your ear to me. Hear my speech.
7 Aboaho an-kasoa ty fiferenaiña’o, Le rombaho am-pità’o havana amo miatreatreo, o mitsolok’ama’oo.
Show your marvelous loving kindness, you who save those who take refuge by your right hand from their enemies.
8 Faharo iraho hoe te saintem-pihaino’o! aetaho añalon-talinjon-ela’o ao;
Keep me as the apple of your eye. Hide me under the shadow of your wings,
9 ty amo lo-tsereke mamaokeo, o rafelahiko mpañoho-doza miarikoboñe ahikoo.
from the wicked who oppress me, my deadly enemies, who surround me.
10 Nakiti’ iereo o tro’ iareo vondrakeo; mivola firengevohañe o vava’ iareoo.
They close up their callous hearts. With their mouth they speak proudly.
11 Fa sinarokoho’ iareo o lia’aio henaneo; nikirofeñe maso hametsake anay an-tane eo;
They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
12 Manahake ty liona milelalela t’ie handrimitse, hoe liona tora’e mipiapia añ’etak’ ao,
He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13 Miongaha, ry Iehovà, atreatréo, goreo ambane! Hahao amo lo-tserekeo ty fiaiko, amy fibara’oy,
Arise, LORD, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword,
14 am’ondatio—am-pità’o ry Iehovà— am’ ondati’ ty tane toio, fa an-kaveloñe atoy avao ty anjara’e; ie vontsiñe’o amo vara’oo o fisafoa’eo; henek’ anake iereo; vaho ampandova’ iareo an-tiri’ iareo ty nivokara’ iareo.
from men by your hand, LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill the belly of your cherished ones. Your sons have plenty, and they store up wealth for their children.
15 Naho izaho, ho treako an-kavañonañe ao ty lahara’o; hifale iraho te tsekake mahatrea ty vinta’o.
As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.
