Psalms 10
1 Why do you stand, Lord, so far away, hiding yourself in times of trouble?
Jehovah ô, nahoana no mijanona eny lavitra eny Hianao ka miery amin’ ny andro fahoriana?
2 The wicked, in their pride, are pursuing the helpless: let them be caught in the schemes they have plotted.
Noho ny fireharehan’ ny ratsy fanahy dia enjehina mafy ny malahelo; azon’ ny fahendrena nataony izy ireny.
3 For the wicked boasts of their wanton greed; the robber despises the Lord, and curses him,
Ny ratsy fanahy mandoka izay irin’ ny fony; ary ny mpierina mahafoy sy manamavo an’ i Jehovah.
4 in wicked pride, thinks: God doesn’t care, God doesn’t call to account.
Ny ratsy fanahy mirehareha hoe: Tsy hanadina Izy; eny, “Tsy misy Andriamanitra” no tontalin-keviny.
5 Never a season that they do not prosper; your judgments are far above out of their sight: they scoff at their foes.
Tanteraka mandrakariva ny alehany; any amin’ ny avo lavitra azy ny fitsarànao; ny mpandrafy azy rehetra dia ataony hoe: zinona ireny?
6 Each says in their heart, ‘I will never be shaken; I will live for all time untouched by misfortune.’
Hoy izy am-pony: tsy hangozohozo aho, tsy ho azon-doza mandrakizay doria aho.
7 Their mouths are full of deceit and oppression: under their tongues lurks mischief and wrong.
Feno ozona sy fitaka ary fanaovana an-keriny ny vavany; ao ambanin’ ny lelany dia misy fampahoriana sy faharatsiana.
8 Lying in secret in some village ambush, and stealthily watching, they murder the innocent.
Mamitsaka amin’ ny fanotrehana ao an-tanàna izy, ao an-katakonana no amonoany ny marina; ny masony mikendry ny mahantra.
9 Like a lion that lurks in a secret lair they lurk intending to catch the defenceless; to seize them, to drag them away in their net.
Manotrika ao an-katakonana tahaka ny liona ao amin’ ny famitsahany izy; manotrika hisambotra ny malahelo izy; fandrihany amin’ ny haratony no fisambony ny malahelo.
10 Their victims are crushed, sink down to the ground. Under their claws the hapless fall.
Torotoro sy mitanondrika ny mahantra ka lavo amin’ ny herin’ ny ratsy fanahy.
11 The wicked say in their hearts that God has forgotten, has hidden his face, will see nothing.
Hoy izy anakampony: efa nanadino Andriamanitra, efa nanafina ny tavany Izy ka tsy hahita mandrakizay.
12 Arise, Lord, lift up your hand, do not forget the cry of the wretched.
Mitsangàna, Jehovah ô; Andriamanitra ô, atsangano ny tananao, aza manadino ny ory.
13 Why do the wicked treat God with contempt, and say in their hearts, ‘God doesn’t care’?
Nahoana no mamingavinga an’ Andriamanitra ny ratsy fanahy ka manao anakampo hoe: Tsy hanadina Hianao?
14 You have seen the trouble and sorrow; you mark it all, and will take it in hand. The hapless can count on you, helper of orphans.
Efa nahita ihany Hianao, satria mijery fahoriana sy alahelo, mba hovalian’ ny tananao. Hianao no iononan’ ny mahantra; Hianao no Mpamonjy ny kamboty.
15 Break the arm of the wicked and evil: search out their sin, till no more be found.
Torotoroy ny sandrin’ ny ratsy fanahy; ary adino ny heloky ny mpanao ratsy mandra-paha-tsy hisy hitanao intsony.
16 The Lord is king forever and ever: the nations will vanish from his land.
Jehovah no Mpanjaka mandrakizay doria; voafongotra tsy ho amin’ ny taniny intsony ny jentilisa.
17 Lord, you have heard the desire of the humble, inclining your ear, strengthening their hearts,
Efa nohenoinao, Jehovah ô, ny irin’ ny mpandefitra; mampiomana ny fony Hianao sady mampihaino ny sofinao,
18 rights you have won for the crushed and the orphan, so no one on earth may strike terror again.
Hanomezanao rariny ny kamboty sy ny mahantra, mba tsy handroso hampitahotra intsony ny zanak’ olombelona etỳ an-tany.
