Psalms 144
1 A psalm of David. Praise the Lord—he is my rock. He trains me for battle, he gives me skill for war.
KAPIN on Ieowa ai paip, me kin padaki on pa i kat pei, o jondin pa i kat mauin.
2 He is the one who faithfully loves me, protects me, and defends me. He is the one who rescues me, shields me from danger, and keeps me safe. He defeats nations and places them under my rule.
Komui ai mak, o ai kel, o ai imaten ileile, o ai jaundor, o pere pa i, i me i kin liki, me kin kaloedi on ia nai aramaj akan.
3 Lord, what are human beings that you should care about them? What are people that you should concern yourself with them?
Dakot aramaj o, pwe komui kin kotin kupukupura i, de nain aramaj, pwe komui kin kotin apapwali i?
4 Humanity is like a breath; their lives are like a passing shadow.
Aramaj amen dueta jota meakot, a anjau kin tanwei dueta mota.
5 Part your heavens and come down. Touch the mountains so that they give off smoke.
Main Ieowa, kotikidi japwilim ar lan akan o kotidi don kit, kotin jair nana kan, pwe adiniai en kujuda.
6 Scatter your enemies with flashes of lightning! Let your arrows fly and send them running in confusion!
O kotin kadarado liol, pwen kamueit ir pajan, kajiki wei japwilim ar kananan kajik kan, pwen kamajak ir wei.
7 Stretch down your hand from heaven and set me free. Rescue me from raging waters, from the oppression of foreign enemies.
Kapawei lim ar akan jan ni mol omui waja ileile o dore ia la, o kotin kamaur ia da jan nan pil kalaimun o jan nan pa en nain men wai.
8 They are such liars, even telling lies under oath.
Me au arail kin lokaia likam o ar wiawia kan me japun.
9 God, I will sing a new song to you, accompanied by a ten-stringed harp,
MAIN Kot, i pan kaule kin komui kaul kap pot, i pan kajanki on komui arp, pjalter me jal eijok.
10 to you, the one who gives victory to kings. You saved your servant David from death by the sword.
Komui me kotiki on nanmarki kan, ren poedi, o dorela japwilim omui ladu Dawrid jan ni kodlaj en me jued.
11 Set me free. Rescue me from the oppression of foreign enemies. They are such liars, even telling lies under oath.
Re pil kotin dore ia la jan nan pa en nain men wai, me au arail kin lokaia likam o ar wiawia kan me japun.
12 Then our sons will grow up like plants in their youth and become mature, and our daughters will be like beautiful pillars carved to support a palace.
Pwe nait putak kan en kakairida dueta tuka mau kan, o nait jeripein dueta maj en did en nan kaim en im linan eu.
13 Our storehouses will be full of all kinds of crops; our flocks of sheep will grow by thousands, increasing by tens of thousands in the pastures.
Pwe at pera en nak en dir en kijin mana, en itar on kikiwei jon karoj, o at jip akan en kaparapar mau, wiala kid o nen pon at moj o.
14 Our cattle will grow fat. No one will break down our city walls, there will be no exile, no cries of mourning in our town squares.
O at kau ol en kak on dodok toto, pwe jota me jued kot de men kuli, de janejan en wiaui nan al at akan.
15 The people who live like this will be happy. Happy are those whose God is the Lord.
Meid pai wei eu, me kin due met! Meid pai wei eu, me Ieowa arail Kot!
