Salamo 17
1 Janjiño ty fahiti’e, ry Iehovà, haoño ty fitoreoko, anoloro ravembia ty halaliko boak’an-tsoñy tsy amam-pìtake!
A Prayer of David. Hear, O Jehovah, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
2 Ampionjono boak’ añatrefa’o eo ty añomezan-to ahiko! Ampivazoho mahity o fihaino’oo!
From before thee my judgment doth go out; Thine eyes do see uprightly.
3 Fa nitsohe’o ty troko, naho nitilihe’o te haleñe naho nadiñe’o, vaho tsy nahavazoho ty tsy mañeva miakatse am-bavako.
Thou hast proved my heart, Thou hast inspected by night, Thou hast tried me, Thou findest nothing; My thoughts pass not over my mouth.
4 Aa ty amo sata’ ondatio, o tsaram-pivimbi’oo ro nambenako tsy hombàko ty lala’ o masia-menao.
As to doings of man, Through a word of Thy lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
5 Fa mifahatse amo lala’oo o liakoo, tsy midorasitse o tombokoo,
To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.
6 Ho kanjieko irehe, amy te toiñe’o ry Andrianañahare; atokilaño mb’amako o ravembia’oo, janjiño o tarokoo.
I — I called Thee, for Thou dost answer me, O God, incline Thine 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.
Separate wonderfully Thy kindness, O Saviour of the confiding, By Thy right hand, from withstanders.
8 Faharo iraho hoe te saintem-pihaino’o! aetaho añalon-talinjon-ela’o ao;
Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; In shadow of Thy wings thou dost hide me.
9 ty amo lo-tsereke mamaokeo, o rafelahiko mpañoho-doza miarikoboñe ahikoo.
From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
10 Nakiti’ iereo o tro’ iareo vondrakeo; mivola firengevohañe o vava’ iareoo.
Their fat they have closed up, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
11 Fa sinarokoho’ iareo o lia’aio henaneo; nikirofeñe maso hametsake anay an-tane eo;
'Our steps now have compassed [him];' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
12 Manahake ty liona milelalela t’ie handrimitse, hoe liona tora’e mipiapia añ’etak’ ao,
His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
13 Miongaha, ry Iehovà, atreatréo, goreo ambane! Hahao amo lo-tserekeo ty fiaiko, amy fibara’oy,
Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy 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, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
15 Naho izaho, ho treako an-kavañonañe ao ty lahara’o; hifale iraho te tsekake mahatrea ty vinta’o.
I — in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Thy form!
