Psalms 144
1 Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
Ko e Saame ʻa Tevita. Ke monūʻia pē ʻa Sihova ko hoku makatuʻu, ʻaia ʻoku ne ako ki hoku nima ketau, mo hoku louhiʻi nima ke tau:
2 My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.
Ko hoku leleiʻanga, mo ʻeku kolo: mo hoku fale māʻolunga, mo hoku fakamoʻui; ko hoku fakaū, pea ko ia ʻoku ou falala ki ai; ʻoku ne fakamoʻulaloaʻi hoku kakai kiate au.
3 Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
ʻE Sihova, ko e hā ʻae tangata, ʻoku ke tokanga ai kiate ia! Pe ko e foha ʻoe tangata, koeʻuhi ʻoku ke finangalo kiate ia!
4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
ʻOku tatau ʻae tangata mo e meʻa vaʻinga: ko hono ngaahi ʻaho ʻoku hangē ko e ʻata ʻoku mole atu.
5 Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.
Ofeʻi hifo, ʻE Sihova, ho ngaahi langi, pea ke hāʻele hifo: ala ki he ngaahi moʻunga, pea tenau kohu ai.
6 Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
Lī atu ʻae ʻuhila, pea fakamovete ʻakinautolu: fanaʻi atu hoʻo ngaahi ngahau, mo fakaʻauha ʻakinautolu.
7 Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
Fekau mai ho nima mei ʻolunga; fakamoʻui au, mo fakahaofi au mei he ngaahi vai lahi, mei he nima ʻoe fānau ʻae muli;
8 Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
ʻAkinautolu ʻoku lea ʻaki ʻe honau ngutu ʻae vaʻinga, pea ko honau nima toʻomataʻu ko e nima toʻomataʻu ʻoe loi.
9 To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
ʻE ʻOtua, te u hiva ʻaki ʻae hiva foʻou kiate koe: te u hiva fakamālō kiate koe ʻaki ʻae saliteli mo e meʻa faiva ʻoku filo ʻe hongofulu.
10 Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
Ko ia ia ʻoku ne foaki ʻae fakamoʻui ki he ngaahi tuʻi: ʻoku ne fakamoʻui ʻa Tevita ko ʻene tamaioʻeiki mei he heletā ʻoe kovi.
11 Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:
Fakamoʻui au, mo fakahaofi au mei he nima ʻoe fānau ʻae muli; ʻakinautolu ʻoku lea ʻaki ʻe honau ngutu ʻae vaʻinga, pea ko honau nima toʻomataʻu ko e nima toʻomataʻu ʻoe loi:
12 Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:
Koeʻuhi ke tatau homau ngaahi foha mo e ngaahi ʻakau naʻe tupu ʻi heʻenau talavou; ke tatau homau ngaahi ʻofefine mo e ngaahi maka ʻoe tuliki, kuo tā ʻo fakatatau mo e fale fakaʻeiʻeiki:
13 Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
Koeʻuhi ke pito ai homau ngaahi feleoko, ʻoku ʻomi mei ai ʻae meʻakai kehekehe kotoa pē: ke fānau ʻemau ngaahi fanga sipi ʻi he lauʻi afe mo e lauʻi mano ʻi homau ngaahi hala:
14 Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
Ke mālohi ai ʻemau fanga pulu tangata ke ngāue; ke ʻoua naʻa ai ʻae ʻoho mai, pē ʻae hola kituaʻā; ke ʻoua naʻa ai ha lāunga ʻi homau ngaahi hala.
15 They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.
ʻOku monūʻia ʻae kakai ko ia, ʻaia ʻoku pehē: ʻio, ʻoku monūʻia ʻae kakai ko ia, ʻoku ʻOtua ʻaki ʻa Sihova.
