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 OVERSEER. “DO NOT DESTROY.” A PSALM OF ASAPH. A SONG. We have given thanks to You, O God, We have given thanks, and Your Name [is] near, They have recounted Your wonders.

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

When I receive an appointment, I judge uprightly.

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

The earth and all its inhabitants are melted, I have pondered its pillars. (Selah)

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

I have said to the boastful, “Do not be boastful,” And to the wicked, “Do not raise up a horn.”

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

Do not raise up your horn on high (You speak with a stiff neck).

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

For not from the east, or from the west, Nor from the wilderness—[is] elevation.

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

But God [is] judging, This He makes low—and this He lifts up.

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 a cup [is] in the hand of YHWH, And the wine has foamed, It is full of mixture, and He pours out of it, Surely wring out its dregs, And all the wicked of the earth drink,

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

And I declare [it] for all time, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.

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

And I cut off all horns of the wicked, The horns of the righteous are exalted!