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. — 'Destroy not.' — A Psalm of Asaph. — A Song. We have given thanks to Thee, O God, We have given thanks, and near [is] Thy name, They have recounted Thy wonders.

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

When I receive an appointment, I — I do judge uprightly.

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

Melted is the earth and all its inhabitants, I — 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, 'Be not boastful,' And to the wicked, 'Raise not up a horn.'

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

Raise not up on high your horn, (Ye 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] judge, This He maketh low — and this He lifteth 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 Jehovah, And the wine hath foamed, It is full of mixture, and He poureth out of it, Only its dregs wring out, and drink, Do all the wicked of the earth,

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

And I — I declare [it] to the age, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.

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

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