Salamo 19
1 Tseize’ i likerañey ty engen’Añahare, misenge o tolom-pità’eo i lañelañey.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. The heavens, are telling the glory of GOD, And, the work of his hands, the expanse is declaring;
2 Handro an-kandro t’ie midoan-tsaontsy, haleñ’ an-kale te mitaron-kihitse.
Day, unto day, doth pour forth speech, and, night, unto night, doth breathe out knowledge.
3 Tsy aman-dañonañe tsy aman-tsara, tsy janjiñeñe o fiarañanaña’eo.
There is no speech, and there are no words, —Unheard is their voice!
4 Fe manitsike ty tane toy o tali’ iareoo, pak’añ’olo-ty voatse toy o talili’eo; napo’e ama’e ao ty kivoho’ i àndroy.
[Yet] through all the earth, hath gone forth their voice, —and, to the end of the world, their sayings, —For the sun, hath he set up a tent therein;
5 Manahak’ i mpañenga miakatse i akiba’ey, mitreñe hoe fanalolahy miherereake an-day.
And, he, is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, he rejoiceth as a hero to run a race:
6 Hirik’angadon-dikerañ’eñe i fionjona’ey naho ty fiaria’e pak’ añ’olo’eo, vaho tsy eo ty mahafietake amy hatrovoha’ey.
From one end of the heavens, is his going forth, and, his circuit, to the other end thereof—and, nothing, is hid from his glowing heat.
7 Ki’e t’i Hà’ Iehovà, mañavao ty haveloñe; to ty taro’ Iehovà, mampahihitse ty sotra;
The, law of Yahweh, is complete, Bringing back the soul, The, testimony of Yahweh, is confirmed, Making wise the simple;
8 Mahity o fañè’ Iehovào, mampirebek’ arofo; hiringiri’e ty fandilia’ Iehovà, mpañazava fihaino;
The precepts of Yahweh, are right, Rejoicing the heart, The, commandment of Yahweh, is pure, Enlightening the eyes;
9 Malio ty fañeveñañe am’ Iehovà, tsy mb’ia ho modo; vantañe o fizakà’ Iehovào hene mahity;
The, reverence of Yahweh, is clean, Enduring evermore, —The, decisions of Yahweh, are faithful, They are righteous, altogether:
10 Mahasinda te amo volamenao, eka ndra volamena maro hiringiri’e; vaho mamy te amo tantele naho papi’e miorikeo;
More desirable, than gold, yea than much fine gold, Sweeter, also than honey, or than droppings from the comb.
11 mbore hatahatae’e i mpitoro’oy, ra’elahy ty tambe t’ie oriheñe.
Even thine own servant, taketh warning by them, In the keeping of them, great is the reward.
12 Ia ty mahatsikarake o hila’eo? Liovo amo hakeo mietakeo iraho.
Mistakes, who perceiveth? From things that are hidden, acquit me:
13 Afofio amo mpitoro’oo o fisengeañeo, tsy mone hamehe ahy. Halio tahiñe amy zao iraho, vaho ho hahañe ami’ty fiolañe losotse.
Even from the presumptuous, keep back thy servant, May they not have dominion over me, Then, shall I be blameless, and shall be acquitted from great transgression:
14 Ho no’o añ’atrefa’o abey o fivolam-bavakoo, naho ty fitsakorean-troko ry Iehovà, lamilamiko naho mpijebam-piaiko.
The words of my mouth, and the soft utterance of my heart, shall come with acceptance, before thee, O Yahweh, my Rock and my Redeemer!
