Psalms 125

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, for it is unshakeable and endures forever.

He waiata; he pikitanga. Ko te hunga e whakawhirinaki ana ki a Ihowa ka rite ki Maunga Hiona, e kore nei e taea te whakangaueue, pumau tonu ake ake.

2 In the same way that the mountains surround Jerusalem, the Lord surrounds his people, now and forever.

Me nga maunga e taiawhio nei i Hiruharama, te karapoti a Ihowa i tona iwi, aianei a ake tonu atu.

3 The wicked will not always rule over the land of the faithful, otherwise the faithful might also end up doing wrong.

E kore hoki te tokotoko a te whakaarokore e waiho tonu i runga i te wahi o te hunga tika: kei totoro te ringa o te hunga tika ki te kino.

4 Lord, please do good to those who do good, those who sincerely do what is right.

Kia pai tau mahi, e Ihowa, ki te hunga pai, ki te hunga he tika nei o ratou ngakau.

5 But as for those who turn aside to follow their own crooked ways—those the Lord will lead them away together with those who do evil. May Israel be at peace!

Ko te hunga ia e peka ke ana ki o ratou ara kopikopiko, ma Ihowa ratou e arahi tahi atu me nga kaimahi i te kino. Kia mau te rongo ki a Iharaira.