Psalms 39
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
Nimoañe raho naho nitsiñe, nijomohòñe, ndra ami’ty soa, fe nanjeke avao ty haloviloviako.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spoke I with my tongue,
Mitsovovoke ty an-troko ao, miforehetse i afoy te mitsakore, vaho hoe ty fivolan-delako:
4 LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am.
Ry Iehovà, ampandrendreho ahy ty figadoñako, naho ty zehe’ o androkoo—te ino, ampaharofoano ahy ty habori’ o havelokoo.
5 Behold, you have made my days as an handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Hehe te nanoe’o an-jehe o androkoo, vaho tsy vente ama’o o taokoo; toe songa hoe kofòke avao ndra te añoñ’ay t’indaty. Selà
6 Surely every man walks in a vain show: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heaps up riches, and knows not who shall gather them.
Manao firiorion-talinjo ondatio, tsy vente’e ty fihepakepaha’e, hampitoabotoàbotse vara, fe nofi’e ty hangoroñ’ aze.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in you.
Aa inom-bao, ry Talè, ty liñisako henaneo? Ama’o ty fitamàko.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Hahao amo fonga fiolàkoo, ko salare’o amo seretseo.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because you did it.
Fa mijomohòn-draho tsy manoka-bava; amy te Ihe ty nanao zay.
10 Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
Afaho amako ty angorosi’o; tomontoñe raho ty amy fanindriam-pità’oy.
11 When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Añ’endake ty andilova’o ondatio ty amo tahi’eo, momohe’o hoe fizara o fisengea’eo. Toe songa kofòke avao ondatio.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Janjiño o halalikoo ry Iehovà, vaho toloro ravembia o fitoreoko. Ko mianjiñe ty amo ranomasokoo, fa ambahiny ama’o raho, renetane manahak’ an-droaeko iaby.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
Atoliho tsy hisamba’o ahy, hisomilahako, aolo’ ty fiengako tsy ho eo ka.
