Salamo 30

1 Honjoneko irehe ry Iehovà, ami’ty nañongaha’o ahy, vaho tsy napo’o hitohàke amako o rafelahikoo.

“A psalm, a song at the dedication of the temple, of David.” I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.

2 Ry Iehovà, Andrianañahareko, nitoreovako le jinanga’o;

O Lord my God, I cried loudly unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

3 Ry Iehovà, naonjo’o boak’ an-tsikeokeok’ ao ty fiaiko; nahatam-beloñe ahy irehe tsy hizotsoako mb’an-koboñe ao. (Sheol h7585)

O Lord, thou hast brought up from the nether world my soul: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sabò t’Iehovà, ry ondaty noro’eo, andriaño i tahina’e masiñey.

Sing unto the Lord, O ye his pious ones, and give thanks to the memorial of his holiness.

5 Amy te aniany avao ty haviñera’e, pak’an-kaveloñe heneke ty fañosiha’e; mete mahaporea’ ty maraindray ty firovetañe, fe ho tendreke maraiñe ty firebehañe.

For his anger is momentary, [but] life is in his favor: in the evening [cometh] weeping to stay for a night, but in the morning, there is joyful song.

6 Le hoe iraho, te niraorao: tsim-bia hasiotse.

And I had said indeed in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

7 Ry Iehovà, ty fañisoha’o ro nampijadoña’o i vohikoy; ie naeta’o ty lahara’o le nimarimarike.

Lord, by thy favor hadst thou caused my mountain to stand in strength: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was terrified.

8 Ihe ry Iehovà ty nikoihako, naho i Talè ty nihalaliako;

Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.

9 Ino ty tombo’e amo liokoo, t’ie higodoñe mb’an-koboñe ao? Hibango Azo hao o debokeo? Ho talilie’e hao ty figahiña’o?

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the grave? Shall the dust thank thee? shall it announce thy truth?

10 Janjiño ry Iehovà, le tretrezo iraho, ry Iehovà, vaho imbao!

Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me: Lord, be thou a helper unto me.

11 Nafote’o ho tsinjake o fandalakoo; hinalo’o amako o gonikoo, vaho sinaro’o hafaleañe,

Thou hast changed my mourning into dancing for me; thou hast loosened my sack-cloth, and girded me with joy.

12 Soa te hisabo Azo ty engeko le tsy hitsiñe; Ry Iehovà, Andrianañahareko, handriañeko nainai’e.

To the end that my glorious soul may sing praise to thee, and never be silent. O Lord my God, for ever will I give thanks unto thee.