Psalms 142

1 A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I call out to the Lord for help; pleading with the Lord for mercy.

I LIKWIRKI ngil laud ong Ieowa. Ki ngil ai i kin ngidingideki ong Ieowa.

2 I pour out my complaints before him; I tell him what's troubling me.

I kin kasansale ong i ai apwal akan, o i padaki ong i katoutou pa i kan.

3 When I'm totally discouraged, you know the direction I should take. But whichever way I go, people set traps for me.

Ngen i lao luetala, kom ap pan kotin apapwali. Irail rir wiai ong ia insar eu liman al, me i kin weid ia.

4 I look to my right for someone to support me—but no one pays me any attention. There's no safe place for me—no one cares about me at all.

I kilang ni pali maun i, ari sota, me men sauasa ia; i sota kak pitila, pwe sota me kin idok ia.

5 I cry out to you, Lord, for help, saying, “You are the one who keeps me safe; you are all I need in life.

Maing Ieowa, i likwir wong komui, o potoan: Komui me ai paip, o pwais ai nan sap en me maur akan.

6 Please listen to my sad cry, for I'm feeling very low. Please save me from those who are after me, for they're too strong for me.

Kom kotin mangi ai weriwer, pwe ngai meid luet; dore ia la sang me kin pakipaki ia; pwe ngai sota itar ong ir.

7 Release me from my prison so I can praise you for the person you are! Those who live right will gather round me because you have treated me so well.”

Kalua sang ngen i nan imateng, pwe i en kapinga mar omui. Me pung kan pan pokon dong ia, ma kom pan kotin sauasa ia.