Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, through every generation, you have been “home” for us!
Ko e Lotu ʻa Mōsese ko e tangata ʻoe ʻOtua. ʻE Sihova, ko koe ko homau hūfanga ʻi he toʻutangata kotoa pē.
2 Before the mountains were born, before you gave birth to the earth and the universe, from eternity past to eternity future, you are God.
ʻI he teʻeki ai fakatupu ʻae ngaahi moʻunga, pea teʻeki ai te ke ngaohi ʻae fonua mo māmani, ʻio, talu mei muʻa ʻo aʻu ʻo taʻengata, ko koe pe ko e ʻOtua.
3 You turn people back into dust, saying, “Return to dust, human beings.”
ʻOku ke liliu ʻae tangata ke ʻauha; pea ke pehē, “Tafoki, ʻakimoutolu ʻae fānau ʻae tangata.”
4 In your eyes, a thousand years are like a day that's already gone; like a few passing hours of the night.
He ʻoku tatau ʻi ho ʻao ʻae taʻu ʻe afe mo e ʻaneafi ʻi hono hili ange ia, pea mo e leʻo ʻi he pō.
5 You bring people's lives to a sudden end, like dreams that vanish. They are like grass that grows up in the morning—
ʻOku ke ʻave ʻakinautolu ʻo hangē ko e ʻave ʻe he vaitafe; ʻoku nau hangē ko e mohe: ʻi he pongipongi ʻoku nau tatau mo e mohuku ʻoku tupu hake.
6 it sprouts in the morning, fresh and new, but by the evening it is withered and dead.
ʻI he pongipongi ʻoku lau maʻuiʻui ia, pea tupu hake: ʻi he efiafi ʻoku tuʻusi hifo ia, pea mae.
7 We are burned up by your anger, terrified by your fury.
He ʻoku mau ʻauha ʻi ho houhau, pea ʻoku mau mamahi ʻi ho tuputāmaki.
8 You have set out our sins before you—our secret sins are visible in the light of your presence.
Kuo ke tuku ʻemau ngaahi hia ʻi ho ʻao, pea mo ʻemau ngaahi angahala fufū ʻi he maama ʻo ho fofonga.
9 Our lives fade away under your anger, coming to an end as quickly as a sigh.
He ʻoku ʻosi atu homau ngaahi ʻaho kotoa pē ʻi ho houhau: ʻoku mau fakaʻosi homau ngaahi taʻu ʻo hangē ko e talanoa ʻoku lau.
10 We live for seventy years—eighty if we have the strength. But even in the prime of life all that we have is hardship and suffering. Soon our lives are over and we're gone.
Ko e ngaahi ʻaho ʻo homau taʻu ko e taʻu ʻe fitungofulu; pea kapau ʻe hoko ia ʻi hono mālohi ke valungofulu, ko hono mālohi ko e ngāue mo e mamahi; he ʻoku tuʻusi vave ia, pea ʻoku mau puna atu.
11 Who can know the power of your anger? Who understands your fury so you can be shown reverence?
Ko hai ʻoku ne ʻiloʻi ʻae mālohi ʻo ho houhau? ʻO hangē ko ho manavahēʻia, ʻoku pehē ho houhau.
12 Teach us to value every one of our days so we can live wisely!
Ke pehē hoʻo akonakiʻi ʻakimautolu ke mau lau homau ngaahi ʻaho, koeʻuhi ke mau fakatokangaʻi homau loto ki he poto.
13 Lord, how long will it be before you come back to us and have pity on us your servants?
Tafoki, ʻE Sihova, ʻe fēfē hono fuoloa? Pea ke lolou koeʻuhi ko hoʻo kau tamaioʻeiki.
14 Show us every morning your trustworthy love so we may be happy, full of joy throughout our lives.
Ke ke fakamākona vave ʻakimautolu ʻaki hoʻo ʻaloʻofa; koeʻuhi ke mau fiefia mo nekeneka ʻi homau ʻaho fulipē.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you made us sad, for all the years we suffered!
Ke ke fakafiefiaʻi ʻakimautolu ʻo fakatatau ki he ngaahi ʻaho ne ke fakamamahiʻi ai ʻakimautolu, pea mo e ngaahi taʻu kuo mau mamata ai ki he kovi.
16 May we, your servants, see you at work for us again; may our children see your glory.
Pea ke tuku ke hā ki hoʻo kau tamaioʻeiki ʻa hoʻo ngāue, pea mo ho nāunau ki heʻenau fānau.
17 May our Lord God be pleased with us, blessing what we do, blessing what we do.
Pea ke ʻiate kimautolu ʻae lelei ʻo Sihova ko homau ʻOtua: pea ke fokotuʻu ke maʻu ʻae ngāue ʻa homau nima kiate kimautolu; ʻio, ko e ngāue ʻa homau nima ke fakamaau ia.
