Psalms 55

1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm (maskil) of David. God, please hear my prayer; don't ignore my cry for help!

Ki he Takimuʻa ʻi he Nekina, ko e Saame akonaki ʻa Tevita. Fakafanongo ki heʻeku lotu, ʻE ʻotua; pea ʻoua naʻa ke fufū koe mei heʻeku lotu tāumaʻu.

2 Please listen, and give me an answer. I'm terribly troubled by my problems! I'm frantic!

‌ʻAfio mai kiate au, mo ke ongoʻi au: ʻoku ou lāunga ʻi heʻeku mamahi, pea tangi kalanga;

3 For my enemies are screaming at me; the wicked are intimidating me. They rain down suffering on me, angrily assaulting me in their hatred.

Koeʻuhi ko e leʻo ʻoe fili, koeʻuhi ko e taʻomia ʻe he kau angakovi: he kuo nau tuku ʻae hia kiate au, pea ʻi he ʻita ʻoku nau fehiʻa kiate au.

4 My heart thumps in agony! Terrified, I feel I'm about to die!

‌ʻOku mamahi lahi hoku loto ʻiate au: pea kuo tō kiate au ʻae ngaahi fakailifia ʻoe mate.

5 I'm in a panic, trembling with fear; feelings of horror wash over me.

Kuo hoko kiate au ʻae manavahē mo e tetetete, pea kuo lōmakiʻi au ʻe he lilika.

6 I tell myself, If only God would give me wings like a dove so I could fly away and be at peace!

Pea naʻaku pehē, Taumaiā ke u maʻu ʻae kapakau ʻo hangē ko e lupe! Koeʻuhi ke u puna atu, pea fiemālie ai.

7 I would fly far away to escape, and stay in the wilderness. (Selah)

Vakai, te u ʻalu ʻo hē ki he mamaʻo, pea u nofo ʻi he toafa. (Sila)

8 I would hurry to a place to hide, out of the wind, safe from the raging storm.

Te u ʻalu fakatoʻotoʻo, ʻo hao mei he matangi lahi mo e afā.

9 Confuse them, Lord! Muddle what they're saying, for I see violence and conflict in the city.

Fakaʻauha, ʻE Sihova, pea vahevahe honau ʻelelo: he naʻaku mamata ki he fakamālohi mo e fekeʻikeʻi ʻi he kolo.

10 They patrol the city walls day and night, and wickedness and trouble are within the city.

‌ʻOku nau ʻalu fano ai ʻi he ngaahi ʻā ʻo ia ʻi he ʻaho mo e pō: ʻoku ʻi loto ʻi ai ʻae pauʻu mo e mamahi.

11 The ones causing destruction are inside the city; frauds and cheats are always on the streets.

‌ʻOku ʻi ai ʻae kovi: ʻoku ʻikai mahuʻi mei hono ngaahi hala ʻae fakamālohi mo e kākā.

12 The problem is that it's not an enemy who mocks me—I could stand that. It's not someone who hates me who insults me—I could avoid them.

He naʻe ʻikai ko ha fili ʻaia naʻa ne lauʻikoviʻi au; ka ne pehē, te u faʻa kātaki ia: pea naʻe ʻikai ko ia ʻoku ne fehiʻa kiate au ʻaia kuo hiki hake ia kiate au ka ne pehē, te u faʻa fufū au meiate ia.

13 No, it's you, a man just like me, my best friend who I know so well!

Ka ko koe ia, ko e tangata ʻoku ta tatau, ko hoku fakahinohino, mo hoku kaumeʻa.

14 Our friendship was so close. We used to have great talks together as we walked with everyone to the house of God.

Naʻa ta alea lelei mo au, pea ʻalu fakataha ki he fale ʻoe ʻOtua.

15 May death come quickly to them; may they go down into the grave alive, because evil finds its home in them. (Sheol h7585)

Ke puke ʻakinautolu ʻe he mate, pea tuku ke ʻalu vave hifo ʻakinautolu ki hētesi: he ʻoku ʻi honau ngaahi nofoʻanga, pea ʻiate kinautolu ʻae kovi. (Sheol h7585)

16 As for me, I cry out to God, and the Lord will save me.

Ka ko au te u ui ki he ʻOtua; pea ʻe fakamoʻui au ʻe Sihova.

17 I weep and groan morning, noon, and night, and he listens to me.

‌ʻI he efiafi, mo e pongipongi, mo e hoʻatā, te u lotu, mo tangi leʻo lahi: pea te ne ongoʻi hoku leʻo.

18 He rescues me, keeping me safe and sound from my attackers, because there are so many against me.

Kuo ne fakamoʻui hoku laumālie ʻi he melino mei he tau naʻe tuʻu hake kiate au: he naʻe ʻiate au ʻae tokolahi.

19 God who has ruled from the beginning will hear me and answer them. (Selah) For they refuse to change and don't respect God.

‌ʻE ongoʻi ʻe he ʻOtua, ʻaia ʻoku ʻafio talu mei muʻa, pea te ne tautea ʻakinautolu. (Sila) Koeʻuhi ʻoku ʻikai te nau feliliuʻaki, ko ia ʻoku ʻikai te nau manavahē ai ki he ʻOtua.

20 As for my best friend, he attacked his friends who had no quarrel with him; he broke the promises he had made to them.

Naʻa ne mafao atu hono nima kiate kinautolu ʻaia naʻe nonofo ʻi he melino mo ia: kuo maumauʻi ʻe ia ʻene fuakava.

21 What he says is as smooth as butter, but inside he plans war; his words are as soothing as oil, but they cut like sharp swords.

Ko e ngaahi lea ʻa hono ngutu naʻe molemole lahi hake ʻi he pota, ka naʻe ʻi hono loto ʻae tau: naʻe molū lahi ʻene ngaahi lea ʻi he lolo, ka ko e moʻoni ko e ngaahi heletā ia kuo unuhi.

22 Throw your burdens onto the Lord and he will take care of you. He will never allow those who live right to fall.

Ke ke tuku hoʻo kavenga kia Sihova, pea te ne poupou koe: ʻe ʻikai ʻaupito te ne tuku ke ngaue ʻae kakai māʻoniʻoni.

23 But you, God, will bring down murderers and liars, throwing them into the pit of destruction before they have even lived half their lives. As for me, I will trust in you.

Ka ko koe, ʻE ʻOtua te ke ʻohifo ʻakinautolu ki he luo ʻoe fakaʻauha: ko e kau tangata pani toto mo ngāue kākā ʻe ʻikai tenau aʻusia hono vaeuaʻanga ʻo honau ngaahi ʻaho; ka te u falala kiate koe.