Salamo 59
1 Hahao an-drafelahiko raho ry Andrianañahare: ampitroaro an-kaboañe ty amo miatreatre ahikoo.
Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
2 Avotsoro amo mitolon-katsivokarañeo, vaho rombaho am’ondaty mampiori-dioo.
Deliver me from the workers of vain striving of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
3 Hehe t’ie mamandroñe ty fiaiko, robohe’ o mpitrotrofiak’ amako, tsy ty amo fiolàkoo ndra o tahikoo, ry Iehovà.
For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my rebellious breach of relationship, nor for my habitual sin ·missing the mark·, Adonai.
4 Tsy o fandilarakoo ty falisa’ iareo hiatreatre ahy; mivañona hañolora’o vaho mivazohoa.
I have done no depravities (moral evils), yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!
5 Ihe arè ry Iehovà, Andrianañahare’ i màroy, Andrianañahare Israele, mivañona, handilova’o o fifeheañeo; ko tretrezeñe o mpiola lo-tserekeo. Selà
You, Adonai Elohei Tzva'ot [Yahweh God Commander of heaven’s armies], the God of Israel [God prevails], rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the vain striving of iniquity traitors. (Selah) ·contemplation with musical interlude·.
6 Mibalike haleñe iereo, mañaolo hoe amboa vaho mikariokariok’ amy rovay.
They teshuvah ·completely return· at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
7 Hehe t’ie mamore am-bava, fibara ty an-tsoñi’e, manao ty hoe: Ia ty mahajanjiñe.
Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For,” they say, “who sh'ma ·hears obeys· us?”
8 F’ihe, ry Iehovà, ro hiankahak’ am’iareo, hene sirikae’o o fifeheañeo.
But you, Adonai, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
9 O ry Haozarako, fitamakoo; kijoli-aboko t’i Andrianañahare.
Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
10 Hiaolo ahy t’i Andrianañaharem-piferenaiñ’ ahiko, hampisamban’ Añahare o rafelahikoo.
My God will go before me with his chesed ·loving-kindness·. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
11 Ko vonoe’o hey iereo, tsy mone haliño ondatikoo; ampirererereo ami’ty haozara’o, vaho afotsaho, ry Talè, fikala’ay.
Don’t kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.
12 ty amo hakeom-palie’ iareoo, o saontsim-pivimbi’eo, ee t’ie ho tsepaheñe am-pirengevoha’e, naho amo fatse vaho fandañitse aaka’ iareoo.
For the habitual sin ·missing the mark· of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
13 Mongoro an-kaviñerañe, zamano ho modo, hampandrendrehañe te mifehe am’ Iakobe ao t’i Andrianañahare, sikala añ’olo’ ty tane toy añe, Selà
Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob [Supplanter], to the ends of the earth. (Selah) ·contemplation with musical interlude·.
14 Mimpoly haleñe iereo, mañaolo hoe amboa, vaho mbeo-mbeo an-drova atoy,
At evening let them teshuvah ·completely return·. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
15 Mihelahela avao, mipay haneñe, vaho mitromoroñe naho tsy vontsy.
They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they are not satisfied.
16 Aa naho izaho, ho saboeko ty haozara’o; Eka, hipoñafako te maraiñe ty amy fiferenaiña’oy; amy te Ihe ro tambohoko, fitsolohako añ’andron-kaloviloviako.
But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your chesed ·loving-kindness· in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
17 Ry Haozarako, hisaboako am-pandrengeañe: amy te mpikalañ’ ahy t’i Andrianañahare, i Andrianañaharem-piferenaiñ’ ahiy.
To you, my strength, I will sing zahmar ·musical praise·. For God is my high tower, the God of my chesed ·loving-kindness·.
