< Psalms 132 >

1 A Song of Ascents. LORD, remember for David all his affliction;
2 How he sware unto the LORD, and vowed unto the Mighty One of Jacob:
Ty nifantà’e am’ Iehovà, ty nititiha’e amy Tsitongerè’ Iakobey:
3 Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;
Toe tsy hizilik’ an-kibohon- trañoko ao raho ndra hijoñe am-pandreako nivelareñe ho ahiko ao:
4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids;
Tsy homeiko roro o masokoo, tsy hidrodreke o voho-masokoo,
5 Until I find out a place for the LORD, a tabernacle for the Mighty One of Jacob.
ampara’ te ­hahatreavako toetse t’Iehovà, akiba ho a i Tsitongerè’ Iakobey.
6 Lo, we heard of it in Ephrathah: we found it in the field of the wood.
Jinanji’ay e Efrata zay, tendrek’ an-kodobo’ i alay:
7 We will go into his tabernacles; we will worship at his footstool.
Antao hionjoñe mb’an-Kivoho’e ao; antao hitalaho am-pitongoàm-pandia’e eo.
8 Arise, O LORD, into thy resting place; thou, and the ark of thy strength.
Miongaha ry Iehovà, miheova mb’am-pitofà’o mb’eo, Ihe naho i vatam-pañinan-kaozara’oy.
9 Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness; and let thy saints shout for joy.
Ho lafihen-kavantañañe o mpisoro’oo, hipoñak’ an-kaehake o noro’oo.
10 For thy servant David’s sake turn not away the face of thine anointed.
Ty amy Davide mpitoro’oy, ko ampitolihe’o añe ty lahara’ i noriza’oy.
11 The LORD hath sworn unto David in truth; he will not turn from it: of the fruit of thy body will I set upon thy throne.
Nifanta mahity amy Davide t’Iehovà, vaho tsy hafote’e, ty hoe: Hampiambesareko ami’ty fiambesam-panjakà’o eo ty boak’ am-pañova’o ao;
12 If thy children will keep my covenant and my testimony that I shall teach them, their children also shall sit upon thy throne for evermore.
lehe ambe’ o ana’oo i fañinakoy naho ty taroko anareko iareo, le hiambesatse amy ­fiambesam-panjaka’oy nainai’e o ana’ iareoo.
13 For the LORD hath chosen Zion; he hath desired it for his habitation.
Toe jinobo’ Iehovà ty Tsiône, i fañiria’e ho fimoneña’ey:
14 This is my resting place for ever: here will I dwell; for I have desired it.
Etoy ty fitofako nainai’e tsy modo; atoa ty himoneñako, fa fisalalàko—
15 I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.
Hogogoeko ty riha’e, ho eneñeko mahakama o mahàtra’eo.
16 Her priests also will I clothe with salvation: and her saints shall shout aloud for joy.
Hampisikineko fandrombahañe o mpisoro’eo, hisabo an-drebeke o noro’eo.
17 There will I make the horn of David to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.
Ao ty hampitiriako ty tsifa’ i Davide; ao ty nañajariako failo’ i norizakoy.
18 His enemies will I clothe with shame: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.
Haombeko hasalarañe o rafelahi’eo, fe hipelapelatse añambone’e eo ty sabaka’e.

< Psalms 132 >