Salamo 36
1 Mivolañe an-karatiañe an-tro’e ao ty Tsivokatse. Toe tsy aolo’ o maso’eo ty fañeveñañe aman’ Añahare.
“To the chief musician, by the servant of the Lord, by David.” Saith vice itself to the wicked—so I feel it within my heart— that he should have no dread of God before his eyes.
2 Mitsiriry ty vata’e o maso’eo, ie maharendreke te mavoeñe o sata’eo.
For he flattereth himself in his own eyes [too much] to find out his iniquity to hate it.
3 Tahiñe naho hakalitahañe o fivolam-bava’eo; nado’e ty hihitse tsy anoe’e ty hasoa.
The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, to do good.
4 Mikitro-karatiañe an-tihi’e eo, mijohañ’ ami’ty lalañe tsy mahasoa; tsy rihie’e ty haloloañe.
He deviseth wickedness upon his couch; he placeth himself on a way that is not good; evil he despiseth not.
5 Ry Iehovà, mahatakatse an-dikerañe ao ty fiferenaiña’o, an-drahoñe eñe ty figahiña’o.
O Lord, into the heavens reacheth thy kindness, thy faithfulness even into the skies.
6 Manahake o vohitse ra’elahio ty havantaña’o, miheotse o fizaka’oo, ry Iehovà, Hene ambena’o ndra ondaty ndra biby.
Thy righteousness is like the mountains of God; thy acts of justice like the great deep: man and beast dost thou ever help, O Lord.
7 Fanjaka ty fiferenaiña’o, ry Andrianañahare! vaho mipalitse an-talinjon’ela’o ao o ana’ ondatio;
How precious is thy kindness, O God! And the children of men that seek shelter under the shadow of thy wings, —
8 Ie anjañe ami’ty havokara’ o anjomba’oo, vaho ampikamae’o añ’oñen-karavoravoa’o.
These will be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and of the stream of thy delights wilt thou give them to drink.
9 Fa ama’o ty rano itsititiahan-kaveloñe; an-kazavà’o ao ro ahaoniña’ay hazavàñe.
For with thee is the source of life: in thy light shall we see light.
10 Toloño amo mahafohiñ’Azoo ty fiferenaiña’o; naho amo vañon-trokeo ty havantaña’o.
Draw down continuously thy kindness unto those that acknowledge thee; and thy righteousness to the upright in heart.
11 Ee te tsy homb’amako ty tombom-pinevonevoke, vaho tsy hanao soik’ ahy ty tañan-do-tsereke.
Let not come against me the foot of pride, and let not the hand of the wicked chase me off.
12 Mifitake ey o mpanao ratio, naronje ambane, tsy hitroatse ka.
There are fallen the workers of wickedness: they are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise.
