Psalms 42
1 For the music director. A psalm (maskil) of the sons of Korah. As a deer longs for flowing streams, so I long for you, God.
DUEN tia amen inong iong pil, iduen ngen i kin inong iong komui o Kot.
2 I am thirsty for God, the living God. When can I go and see God's face?
Ngen i inong iong Kot, ong Kot ieias. Iad i pan lel wasa o, me i pan ariri silang en Kot.
3 My tears have been my only food, day and night, while people ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Pil en mas ai, iei kan ai manga ni ran o ni pong, pwe irail kin indang ia ran karos: Ia om Kot?
4 I am crushed as I remember how I walked with the crowds, leading them in a procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and songs of thanks among the worshipers at the festival.
Ma i madamadaua duen mepukat, i ap wudokila audepan mongiong i ong pein ngai, pwe i inong iong iang pokon o kokodalang tanpas en Kot, o i men iang pokon, me kin wiada a ran, pereperen o kapikapinga.
5 Why am I so discouraged? Why do I feel so sad? I will hope in God; I will praise him because he is the one who saves me—
Ngen i, da me koe insensuedeki o sota moleileiki? Auiaui Kot! I pan purong kapinga i. Pwe a kotin sauasa kin ia silang i.
6 my God! Even though I am very discouraged, I still remember you: from the land of Jordan and Hermon, and from Mount Mizar.
Ai Kot, ngen i me insensued; i ap madamadaua duen komui nan sap en kailan Iordan o Ermonin, pon dol Misar.
7 You thunder through the raging waters, through the noise of the waterfalls. Your crashing waves surge over me—I feel like I'm drowning.
Sapwilim omui pil akan ngiringirsok, pil laud akan ngiringirsok; sapwilim omui iluk kan karos kadupal ia di.
8 But every day the Lord shows me his trustworthy love; every night he gives me songs to sing—a prayer to the God of my life.
Ieowa kotin inaukidar a kalangan ni ran, a ni pong i kin kauli ong i, o i kapakap ong Kot en maur i.
9 I cry out, “My God, my rock, why have you forgotten me? Why must I go around weeping because of the attacks of my enemies?”
I kin indang Kot ai paip: Da me kom kotin likidmalie kin ia la? Da me i en weweideki ni insensued pweki ai imwintiti kelail ong ia?
10 The mocking of my attackers crushes my bones. They're always asking me, “Where is your God?”
Likamata kokon ai kan mut pasanger, ni ai imwintiti lalaue ia. Pwe re kin indang ia ran karos: Ia om Kot?
11 Why am I so discouraged? Why do I feel so sad? I will hope in God; I will praise him because he is the one who saves me—my God!
Ngen i, da me koe insensuedeki o sota moleileiki? Auiaui Kot! Pwe i pan danke i, pwe i sauas pan mas ai o ai Kot.
