Salamo 39
1 Hoe iraho: Hambenako o lalakoo, tsy mone handilatse an-delako. hampidiñeko an-daboridy ty vavako ie añatrefako eo o lo-tserekeo.
“To the chief musician, to Jeduthun, a psalm of David.” I said, I will guard my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will guard my mouth with a muzzle, while the wicked is before me.
2 Nimoañe iraho naho nitsiñe, nijomohòñe, ndra ami’ty soa, fe nanjeke avao ty haloviloviako.
I was dumb in deep silence, I was quite still, even from [speaking] good; but my pain was greatly excited;
3 Mitsovovoke ty an-troko ao, miforehetse i afoy te mitsakore, vaho hoe ty fivolan-delako:
My heart was hot within me, in my self-communing there burnt a fire: [then] spoke I with my tongue,
4 Ry Iehovà, ampandrendreho ahy ty figadoñako, naho ty zehe’ o androkoo—te ino, ampaharofoano ahy ty habori’ o havelokoo.
Let me know, O Lord, my end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I wish to know when I shall cease to be.
5 Hehe te nanoe’o an-jehe o androkoo, vaho tsy vente ama’o o taokoo; toe songa hoe kofòke avao ndra te añoñ’ay t’indaty. Selà
Behold, measured out with the span hast thou made my days; and my whole duration is nothing before thee: yea, as nothing but vanity doth every man stand here. (Selah)
6 Manao firiorion-talinjo ondatio, tsy vente’e ty fihepakepaha’e, hampitoabotoàbotse vara, fe nofi’e ty hangoroñ’ aze.
As nothing but a shadowy image doth man walk about, yea, for vanity only do all make a noise: he heapeth up his gains, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 Aa inom-bao, ry Talè, ty liñisako henaneo? Ama’o ty fitamàko.
And now, what shall I wait for, O Lord? my hope is in thee.
8 Hahao amo fonga fiolàkoo, ko salare’o amo seretseo.
From all my transgressions deliver thou me: render me not the object of reproach of the worthless.
9 Fa mijomohòn-draho tsy manoka-bava; amy te Ihe ty nanao izay.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou hadst done it.
10 Afaho amako ty angorosi’o; tomontoñe iraho ty amy fanindriam-pità’oy.
Remove thou thy plague away from me: from the blows of thy hand am I consumed.
11 Añ’endake ty andilova’o ondatio ty amo tahi’eo, momohe’o hoe fizara o fisengea’eo. Toe songa kofòke avao ondatio.
When thou with corrections chastisest man for iniquity, thou causest his excellence to melt away as [if eaten by] the moth: yea, nothing but vanity is every man. (Selah)
12 Janjiño o halalikoo ry Iehovà, vaho toloro ravembia o fitoreoko. Ko mianjiñe ty amo ranomasokoo, fa ambahiny ama’o iraho, renetane manahak’ an-droaeko iaby.
Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears; for a stranger am I with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
13 Atoliho tsy hisamba’o ahy, hisomilahako, aolo’ ty fiengako tsy ho eo ka.
Leave off from me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and am no more.
