Psalms 69
1 To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim. Of David. Be my saviour, O God; because the waters have come in, even to my neck.
Rombaho raho ry Andrianañahare fa nizilike añ’ovako ao ty rano.
2 My feet are deep in the soft earth, where there is no support; I have come into deep waters, the waves are flowing over me.
Milempotse an-ditsake lalek’ ao raho, tsy ao ty ho liàñe; fa nijolofoñe an-drano lalek’ ao naho mandipotse ahy o alon-driakeo.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
Mahamokotse ahy ty fitañiako, maike ty am-peoko ao; milesa o masokoo amy fisalalako an’Andrianañaharekoy.
4 Those who have hate for me without cause are greater in number than the hairs of my head; those who are against me, falsely desiring my destruction, are very strong; I gave back what I had not taken away.
Mandikoatse o volon-dohakoo ty malaiñe ahy tsy am-bente’e; maro ty te handrotsak’ ahiko, ie rafelahiko tsy an-dengo’e; havahako hao ty tsy nikamereko?
5 O God, you see how foolish I am; and my wrongdoing is clear to you.
O Andrianañahare, arofoana’o ty hadagolako, vaho tsy mietak’ ama’o o tahikoo.
6 Let not those who have hope in you be put to shame because of me, O Lord God of armies: let not those who are waiting for you be made low because of me, O God of Israel.
Tsy zaho abey ty hisalara’ o misalala Azoo, ry Iehovà, Talè’ i Màroy; ee te tsy zaho ty himeñara’ o mipay Azoo, ry Andrianañahare’ Israeleo.
7 I have been wounded with sharp words because of you; my face has been covered with shame.
Amy te Ihe ro nahatantezako rabioñe; manaroñe ty tareheko ty hasalarañe.
8 I have become strange to my brothers, and like a man from a far country to my mother's children.
Fa ambahiny aman-drolongoko raho naho alik’ amo anan-drenekoo.
9 I am on fire with passion for your house; and the hard things which are said about you have come on me.
Amy te namotsek’ ahiko ty fahimbañako amy anjomba’oy; le nidoñe amako ty inje’ o mañinje Azoo.
10 My bitter weeping, and my going without food, were turned to my shame.
Zaho nitañy añ’ovako ao naho nililitse, ninjare tiñe amako.
11 When I put on the clothing of grief, they said evil of me.
Ie nanoeko lamba-gony ty sikiko, le nirabioñeñe.
12 I am a cause of wonder to those in authority; a song to those who are given to strong drink.
Mivolambolañe ahy o miambesatse an-dalambeio; vaho ibekoa’ o jikeo.
13 But as for me, let my prayer be made to you, O Lord, at a time when you are pleased; O God, give me an answer in your great mercy, for your salvation is certain.
Fa naho zaho, Ihe ty ihalaliako, ry Iehovà, ami’ty andro mete, ry Andrianañahare ami’ty habeim-piferenaiña’o, toiño raho ami’ty hatòm-pandrombaha’o.
14 Take me from the grip of the sticky earth, so that I may not go down into it; let me be lifted up from the deep waters.
Ihahao amo litsakeo, le ko apo’o hijoroboñe, avotsoro amo malaiñe ahio, vaho amo rano lalekeo.
15 Let me not be covered by the flowing waters; let not the deep waters go over my head, and let me not be shut up in the underworld.
Ee t’ie tsy hopoe’ o fisorotombahañeo, ndra hagodra’ i tsikeokeokey; ndra hitsiteha’ ty vava’ i koboñey.
16 Give an answer to my words, O Lord; for your mercy is good: be turned to me, because of your great pity.
Toiño raho ry Iehovà, ami’ty hasoan-kafatraram-pikokoa’o; mitoliha amako ami’ty harà’elahim-piferenaiña’o.
17 Let not your face be covered from your servant, for I am in trouble; quickly give me an answer.
Ko aetak’ ami’ty mpitoro’o ty lahara’o, fa ampoheke, masikà te manoiñe.
18 Come near to my soul, for its salvation: be my saviour, because of those who are against me.
Harineo ty fiaiko, vaho jebaño; vilio amo rafelahikoo.
19 You have seen my shame, how I was laughed at and made low; my haters are all before you.
Arofoana’o ty tìñeko, ty hameñarako, naho ty hasalarako; añatrefa’o eo ze hene rafelahiko.
20 My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.
Fa nahakoretse ty troko o rabioñeo, lifon-kasiloke raho; nipay tretre, fa tsy nitendreke; naho mpañohò, fa tsy nahatrea.
21 They gave me poison for my food; and bitter wine for my drink.
Hete! finaha’ iareo voreke raho vaho finantso’ iareo vinegra amy haran-dranoakoy.
22 Let their table before them be for their destruction; let their feasts become a net to take them.
Ho fàndrike ty fandambañañe añ’atrefa’ iareo; ie mierañerañe te mikoropoke.
23 Let their eyes be blind so that they may not see; let their bodies for ever be shaking.
Haieñe o fihaino’ iareoo, tsy hahaisake, vaho ampiozoñozoño nainai’e o toha’eo.
24 Let your curse come on them; let the heat of your wrath overtake them.
Adobaño am’ iereo ty haviñera’o, le ampitsepaho ami’ty fifombo’o miforoforo.
25 Give their houses to destruction, and let there be no one in their tents.
Hangoakoake ty tobe’ iareo; tsy himoneña’ ondaty o kiboho’eo.
26 Because they are cruel to him against whom your hand is turned; they make bitter the grief of him who is wounded by you.
Amy te sarerahe’e i linafa’oy, vaho nindrae’ iereo ty fanaintaiña’ o vinonotrobo’oo.
27 Let their punishment be increased; let them not come into your righteousness.
Tompeo tahiñe ty hakeo’ iareo, le ko apo’o hifoak’ an-kavantaña’o ao.
28 Let their names be taken from the book of the living, let them not be numbered with the upright.
Faoho amy boken-kaveloñey iereo, tsy hitrao-pisokitse amo vañoñeo.
29 But I am poor and full of sorrow; let me be lifted up by your salvation, O Lord.
Misotry naho marare raho; ampañonjono ahy añ’abo ey ty fandrombaha’o, ry Andrianañahare.
30 I will give praise to the name of God with a song; I will give glory to him for what he has done.
Ho bangoeko an-tsabo ty tahinan’ Andrianañahare, naho honjoneko am-pañandriañañe.
31 This will be more pleasing to the Lord than an ox, or a young ox of full growth.
Ie ho no’ Iehovà mandikoatse ty vosy valo-ay reke-tsifa naho hotro.
32 The poor will see it and be glad: you who are lovers of God, let your hearts have life.
Ho oni’ o mpirèkeo le ho ehake; ry mpipay an’ Andrianañahare, misotrafa añ’arofo.
33 For the ears of the Lord are open to the poor, and he takes thought for his prisoners.
Fa mahajanjiñe o rarakeo t’Iehovà, vaho tsy sirikae’e o an-drohio.
34 Let the heavens and the earth give praise to him, the seas, and everything moving in them.
Misaboa Aze ry likerañeo naho ty tane toy, ry riakeo naho ze hene misorok’ ao.
35 For God will be the saviour of Zion, and the builder of the towns of Judah; so that it may be their resting-place and heritage.
Fa ho rombahen’Añahare ty Tsiône, naho hamboare’e o rova’ Iehodào vaho himoneñe ao iereo ho hanañañe.
36 The seed of his servants will have their part in it, and there the lovers of his name will have rest.
Ho lovae’ ty tiri’ o mpitoro’eo, himoneña’ o mikoko i tahina’eio.
