Salamo 58
1 Toe mitaron-kavantañañe hao t’ie mitsiñe? mizaka an-kahiti’e hao, ry ana’ ondatio?
“To the chief musician Al-tashcheth, by David, a Michtham.” Do you indeed, who are dumb, speak righteously? do ye judge in uprightness, O ye sons of men?
2 Hete, te mone hatsivokarañe ty itoloña’areo an-troke ao; lanjae’ areo amy taney o fitavanam-pità’areoo.
Even in [your] heart ye work injustice: on the earth do ye weigh out the violence of your hands.
3 Amoean-kovin-drene’e ty lo-tsereke, mañariok’ añe vata’e miboloañe ty mpivolam-bande.
The wicked are estranged [from goodness] from the womb: those who speak lies go astray from their very birth.
4 Hoe vorem-pandrefe’ala ty vore’ iareo, manahake o meren-kareñeñe manentsen-tsofiñeo,
They have poison like the poison of a serpent: [they are] like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear;
5 tsy hahatsanoña’e ty fikoràn’ambiasa ndra ty pandrombo-jiny bey.
Which will not hearken to the voice of conjurers, yea, that of the wisest of all charmers.
6 Ry Andrianañahare, rofoto am-bava’e ao o nife’eo, atrankaño ty famotsi’ o liona tora’eo, ry Iehovà
O God, break out their teeth in their mouth: the jaw-teeth of the young lions tear thou out, O Lord.
7 Angao hisaok’ añe iereo hoe rano vohitse; Lonik’abey te ho zoeñe domoke o ama-paleo t’ie mañohatse o fale’eo.
Let them melt away as water [which] runneth off: when each one bendeth [his bow to shoot] his arrows, let them be as if cut in pieces.
8 Lonike t’ie hanahake ty harevo’ o sifotse mihamodo te misitseo, hoe ajaja miboloañe tsy mahatrea i àndroy.
As a snail which melteth, let him pass away; like the untimely birth of a woman which hath not seen the sun.
9 Aolo te hahamae valàñe o afom-patikeo, le fonga ho faohe’e an-talìo ty leñe naho ty mibebañe,
Before your pots can feel the thorns, will he take them away with a whirlwind, both the green and the burning.
10 Hirebeke o vañoñeo te mahaisake i famaleañey, ho sasà’e an-dio’ o tsivokatseo o fandia’eo
The righteous will rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he will bathe his steps in the blood of the wicked.
11 Vaho hanao ty hoe ondatio: Toe tsy ho po-tambe o vantañeo; toe eo t’i Andrianañahare mizaka an-tane atoy.
So that a man shall say, Verily fruit will come for the righteous: verily there is a God that judgeth on the earth.
