Salamo 39
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 Nimoañe raho naho nitsiñe, nijomohòñe, ndra ami’ty soa, fe nanjeke avao ty haloviloviako.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 Mitsovovoke ty an-troko ao, miforehetse i afoy te mitsakore, vaho hoe ty fivolan-delako:
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spoke I with my tongue,
4 Ry Iehovà, ampandrendreho ahy ty figadoñako, naho ty zehe’ o androkoo—te ino, ampaharofoano ahy ty habori’ o havelokoo.
LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am.
5 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
Behold, you have made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before you: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
6 Manao firiorion-talinjo ondatio, tsy vente’e ty fihepakepaha’e, hampitoabotoàbotse vara, fe nofi’e ty hangoroñ’ aze.
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.
7 Aa inom-bao, ry Talè, ty liñisako henaneo? Ama’o ty fitamàko.
And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in you.
8 Hahao amo fonga fiolàkoo, ko salare’o amo seretseo.
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 Fa mijomohòn-draho tsy manoka-bava; amy te Ihe ty nanao zay.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because you did it.
10 Afaho amako ty angorosi’o; tomontoñe raho ty amy fanindriam-pità’oy.
Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
11 Añ’endake ty andilova’o ondatio ty amo tahi’eo, momohe’o hoe fizara o fisengea’eo. Toe songa kofòke avao ondatio.
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)
12 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.
Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not your peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Atoliho tsy hisamba’o ahy, hisomilahako, aolo’ ty fiengako tsy ho eo ka.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go behind, and be no more.
