Salamo 75

1 Fa nañandriañe Azo zahay ry Andrianañahare! fa nañandriañe Azo, fa marine i tahina’oy, fa nitaroñeñe o fitoloña’o fanjakao.

“To the chief musician, Al-tashcheth, a psalm or song of Asaph.” We give thanks unto thee, O God, we give thanks, and nigh is thy name: men relate thy wondrous deeds.

2 Ie amotoañako andro; le hizaka ami’ty fahiti’e iraho.

“For I will take up a fixed time when I will judge uprightly.

3 Mitranake ty tane toy naho ze kila mimoneñe ao, Izaho ty nampijadoñe o faha’eo. Selà

The earth and all her inhabitants are melting away: I myself establish firmly her pillars.” (Selah)

4 Hanoeko ty hoe amo mpirengevokeo: Ko mandroharoha! le amo lo-tserekeo: Ko mañonjon-tsifa.

I said unto the arrogant, Deal not arrogantly: and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn.

5 Ko zonjoeñe añ’abo o tsifa’ areoo, vaho ko mivolañe an-kagàn-kàtoke.

Lift not up on high your horn, speak not with a stiffly erect neck.

6 Fa tsy boak’atiñana ndra ahandrefa ndra am-patrambey añe ty fañonjonañe.

For neither from the rising [of the sun], nor from [his] setting, nor from the wilderness of mountains [cometh this];

7 I Andrianañahare ro mizaka; afotsa’e ty raike le aonjo’e ty raike.

But God is the judge: he lowereth one, and lifteth up another,

8 Am-pità’ Iehovà ao ty fitovy pea divay mandroso, lifo-pilaroañe; le ampidoañe’e; toe ho drofote’ ze fonga lo-tsereke an-tane atoy, vaho hagodra’ iareo o karafo’eo.

For there is a cup in the hand of the Lord, and the wine foameth, it is full of mixture: and he poureth out of the same; but its lees they drain, they drink—all the wicked of the earth.

9 Fa naho izaho, ho talilieko nainai’e, ho rengeko an-tsabo t’i Andrianañahare’ Iakobe.

But I will declare for ever, I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

10 Fonga ho kitsiheko ty tsifa’ o lo-tserekeo, fe honjoneñe ty tsifa’ o vantañeo.

And all the horns of the wicked will I hew off; but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.