Salamo 39
1 Hoe iraho: Hambenako o lalakoo, tsy mone handilatse an-delako. hampidiñeko an-daboridy ty vavako ie añatrefako eo o lo-tserekeo.
“A psalm of David. For the leader of the music of the Jeduthunites.” I said, I will take heed to my ways, That I may not sin with my tongue; I will keep my mouth with a bridle, While the wicked is before me.
2 Nimoañe iraho naho nitsiñe, nijomohòñe, ndra ami’ty soa, fe nanjeke avao ty haloviloviako.
I was dumb with silence; I spake not even what was good; But my pain was increased.
3 Mitsovovoke ty an-troko ao, miforehetse i afoy te mitsakore, vaho hoe ty fivolan-delako:
My heart was hot within me; In my anguish the fire burst forth, And I spake with my tongue:
4 Ry Iehovà, ampandrendreho ahy ty figadoñako, naho ty zehe’ o androkoo—te ino, ampaharofoano ahy ty habori’ o havelokoo.
LORD, make me to know mine end, And the number of my days, That I may know how frail I am!
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, thou hast made my days as a hand-breadth, And my life is as nothing before thee; Yea, every man in his firmest state is altogether vanity. (Pause)
6 Manao firiorion-talinjo ondatio, tsy vente’e ty fihepakepaha’e, hampitoabotoàbotse vara, fe nofi’e ty hangoroñ’ aze.
Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely he disquieteth himself in vain; He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 Aa inom-bao, ry Talè, ty liñisako henaneo? Ama’o ty fitamàko.
What, then, O Lord! is my hope? My hope is in thee!
8 Hahao amo fonga fiolàkoo, ko salare’o amo seretseo.
Deliver me from all my transgressions; Let me not be the reproach of scoffers!
9 Fa mijomohòn-draho tsy manoka-bava; amy te Ihe ty nanao izay.
Yet I am dumb; I open not my mouth; For thou hast done it!
10 Afaho amako ty angorosi’o; tomontoñe iraho ty amy fanindriam-pità’oy.
But remove from me thine infliction; For I am perishing by the blow of thine hand.
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 rebukes dost chasten man for iniquity, Thou causest his glory to waste away like a moth! Surely every man is vanity.
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! Give ear to my cry; Be not silent at my tears! For I am but a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Atoliho tsy hisamba’o ahy, hisomilahako, aolo’ ty fiengako tsy ho eo ka.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go away, and be no more!
