Salamo 84
1 Honh! hamotsontane ty kivoho’o ry Iehovà’ i Màroy!
For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
2 Misalala ty foko, eka tsìpike ty sihisihy ty amo kiririsa’ Iehovào. Mirebek’ aman’ Añahare veloñe ty troko naho ty sandriko.
My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.
3 Hehe, nahatrea traño ty jorioke, naho hàlañe ho aze i tintiñey, hañopake o ana’eo amo kitreli’oo ry Iehovà’ i Màroy, Mpanjakako naho Andrianañahareko!
Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young; Thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God —.
4 Haha o mimoneñe añ’anjomba’o ao, mandrenge Azo nainai’eo. Selà
Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, they are ever praising Thee. (Selah)
5 Haha t’indaty naho ihe ro haozara’e, añ’arofo’iareo o lalam-pamantañañeo.
Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; in whose heart are the highways.
6 Ie miranga am-bavatanem- pirovetañe ao, le ampanjarie’e tane manganahana, vaho saroña’ i oran-jobay fañanintsiñe!
Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.
7 Mañavelo an-kaozarañe orihen-kafatrarañe iareo, songa miatrek’ an’Andrianañahare e Tsiône ao.
They go from strength to strength, every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
8 Ry Iehovà Andrianañahare’ i Màroy, janjiño ty halaliko; toloro ravembia, ry Andrianañahare’ Iakobe. Selà
O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah)
9 Vazohò ry Andrianamboatse Mpikalan-defo’aiy, isaho ty lahara’ i noriza’oy.
Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of Thine anointed.
10 Soa te ami’ty andro arivo, ty andro raik’ an-kiririsa’o ao; hamake te mpañamben-dalam- bein’ anjomban’Añahareko iraho, ta te himoneñe an-kiboho’ o lo-tserekeo.
For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand; I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11 Masoandro vaho fikalañe t’Iehovà Andrianañahare, Mpanolotse falalàñe naho engeñe t’Iehovà: tsy eo ty raha soa ho tana’e amo mañavelo an-kavantañañeo.
For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; the LORD giveth grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12 O ry Iehovà’ i Màroy, haha t’indaty miato ama’o.
O LORD of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.
