Salamo 65
1 Mitamà azo e Tsiône ao ty sabo, ry Andrianañahare: vaho ama’o ty ifantàñe.
For the leader. A psalm of David. A song. It is seemly to praise you, O God, in Zion, and to you shall the vow be performed in Jerusalem.
2 O ry Mpijanjin-kalaly, mitontoñe ama’o ze kila sandriñe.
O you who hear prayer, unto you shall all flesh come.
3 Maozatse te amako o sata tsi-vokatseo, f’ie ty hanao fijebañañe ho amo fandilara’aio.
Our sins are too mighty for us, our transgressions you only can cover them.
4 Haha t’indaty joboñe’o vaho ampitotohe’o himoneñe an-kiririsa’o ao: ho heneke ty hasoa añ’akiba’o ao zahay, an-kivoho’o miavake ao.
Happy the person who you choose to live beside you in your courts. O may we be filled with the joys of your house, of your holy temple.
5 Fitoloñañe mampañeveñe ro anoiña’o anay an-kavantañañe, ry Andrianañaharem- pandrombahañe anay, Ihe ro fatokisa’ ze olon-tane iaby, naho o an-driake tsietoitaneo.
In dread deeds you loyally answer us, O God of our salvation, whom all ends of the earth put their trust in, and islands far away.
6 Ie ami’ty haozara’o ro nampijadoñe o vohitse misadia hafatrarañeo;
By your strength you establish the hills, you are armed with might;
7 Ihe ro mampitsiñe ty fitroña’ o riakeo, ty figodobo’ o kinerakeo, vaho ty fivoamboaña’ o borizañeo.
you still the roaring of seas, and the turmoil of nations,
8 Mampañeveñe o mpimoneñe añ’olon-taneo o vilo’oo; vaho ampirebehe’o ty fionjona’ o maraiñeo naho o haleñeo.
so that those who live at earth’s bounds are awed at your signs: the lands of the sunrise and sunset you make to ring with joy.
9 Tilihe’o ty tane toy naho tondraha’o rano: vaho fanjàka ty nampamokara’o aze amy sakan’Añahare miheneheney; nañalankaña’o ampemba, izay ty fañajaria’o i taney.
You visit and water the earth; you greatly enrich her with the river of God, which is full of water. You prepare the corn thereof,
10 Anoe’o lonte soa o hàto’eo, amàta’o o vavahali’eo: lotrahe’o ami’ty ereke, tahie’o ty fitovoa’e.
watering her furrows, settling her ridges; you make her soft with showers, and bless what grows thereon.
11 Sabakae’o ami’ty havokara’o ty taoñe, ampitsopatsopahen-tsolike o oloñolo’oo;
You crown the year with your goodness, your chariot tracks drip with fatness.
12 Mitsiritsioke o fiandrazañe am-patrambeio; vaho misikim-pirebehañe o vohitseo.
The desert pastures are lush, the hills greened with joy.
13 Misaroñe biby fiandrazeñe o hivokeo, miravak’ ampemba o vavataneo; mitreñe an-kaehake le misabo.
The meadows are clothed with flocks, the valleys are covered with corn; they shout to each other and sing.
