Psalms 144

Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

Nataon'i Davida. Isaorana anie Jehovah Vatolampiko, Izay mampianatra ny tanako hamely Sy ny rantsan-tanako hiady,

My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

Izay Mpiantra sy batery fiarovana ho ahy sady fiarovana avo sy Mpanafaka ahy, Ary ampingako sy fialofako, Izay mahafolaka ny vahoakako hanoa ahy

LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!

Jehovah ô, inona ny olona, no iahianao azy? Ary ny zanak'olombelona, no iheveranao azy?

Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Ny olona dia tahaka ny zava-poana, Ny androny dia tahaka ny aloka mihelina.

Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

Jehovah ô, aondreho ny lanitrao, ka midina; Tendreo ny tendrombohitra, dia hidonaka ireny.

Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

Ampitselatselaro ny helatra, ka ampielezo ireo; Alefao ny zana-tsipìkanao, ka ampifanaritaho ireo;

Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;

Ahinjiro avy any ambony ny tananao; Afaho aho, ka vonjeo amin'ny rano be, Dia amin'ny tanan'ny hafa firenena,

Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

Izay miteny zava-poana amin'ny vavany, Ary ny tànany ankavanana dia tanana ankavanana mamitaka.

I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.

Andriamanitra ô, hihira fihiram-baovao ho Anao aho; Amin'ny valiha tory folo no hankalazako Anao,

It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

Izay manome famonjena ho an'ireo mpanjaka, Sady mamonjy an'i Davida mpanompony tsy ho voan'ny sabatra mandratra.

Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

Afaho aho, ka vonjeo amin'ny tanan'ny hafa firenena, Izay miteny zava-poana amin'ny vavany, Ary ny tànany ankavanana dia tanana ankavanana mamitaka;

That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

Mba ho tahaka ny zava-maniry maroroka ny zanakai-lahy, Ary ho tahaka ny vato fehizoro voasoratra tsara toy ny fomban'ny lapan'andriana ny zanakai-vavy.

That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

Ho feno ny trano fitehirizanay, ka hisy vokatra betsaka samy hafa karazana; Hiteraka arivoarivo sy alinalina ny ondrinay any an-tsahanay;

That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

Hahazaka be ny ombinay, Ary tsy hisy ho rava, na ho lasan-ko babo, Sady tsy hisy fitarainana any an-dalambenay.

Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.

Sambatra ny firenena izay tahaka izany; Eny, sambatra ny firenena izay manana an'i Jehovah ho Andriamaniny.