Salamo 84
1 Honh! hamotsontane ty kivoho’o ry Iehovà’ i Màroy!
“To the chief musician upon Gittith, by the sons of Korach, a psalm.” How lovely are thy dwelling-places, 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 desired, yea, it also longed for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh shout with 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!
Even as the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young: —[have I found] thy 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 who dwell in thy house: they will be continually praising thee. (Selah)
5 Haha t’indaty naho ihe ro haozara’e, añ’arofo’iareo o lalam-pamantañañeo.
Happy is the man whose strong confidence is in thee, [all] whose heart reflecteth on the paths [of righteousness].
6 Ie miranga am-bavatanem- pirovetañe ao, le ampanjarie’e tane manganahana, vaho saroña’ i oran-jobay fañanintsiñe!
Passing through the valley of weeping, they will change it into a spring: also the early rain covereth it with blessings.
7 Mañavelo an-kaozarañe orihen-kafatrarañe iareo, songa miatrek’ an’Andrianañahare e Tsiône ao.
They go from strength to strength, each 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.
[Thou, ] our shield, behold, O God, and look upon the face of thy 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 better is a day in thy courts than a thousand [elsewhere]: I would rather choose to wait 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 a sun and shield is the Lord God; grace and glory will the Lord give; he will not withhold any good from those that walk with integrity.
12 O ry Iehovà’ i Màroy, haha t’indaty miato ama’o.
O Lord of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in thee.
