Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
He aha koe ka tu mai ai i tawhiti, e Ihowa? ka whakangarongaro ai i nga wa o te he?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
E whakakake ana te tangata kino, e tukino ana i te tangata iti: kia hopukina ratou ki nga whakaaro i whakaaro ai ratou.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
E whakapehapeha ana hoki te tnngata kino ki te hiahia o tona ngakau, a ko te hunga apo taonga, e whakakahore ana, ae ra, e whakahawea ana ki a Ihowa.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Ka mea te tangata kino, i te whakapehapeha o tona mata, E kore e hiahiatia e ia. Kei roto i ona whakaaro katoa e mea ana, Kahore he Atua.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
Whanoke tonu ona ara i nga wa katoa; kei runga noa ake au whakaritenga te kitea e ia, he mea whakatupereru e ia ona hoariri katoa.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
E mea ana i roto i tona ngakau, e kore ahau e whakakorikoria: kahore hoki he he moku a nga whakatupuranga katoa.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
Ki tonu tona mangai i te kanga, i te hianga, i te tukino: kei raro i tona arero te whanoke me te teka.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
E noho ana ia, e whanga ana i nga pa koraha: e kohurutia ana e ia te hunga harakore i nga wahi ngaro; e matatau ana ona kanohi ki te hunga rawakore.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
E whanga puku ana ia me he raiona i tona kuhunga: e whanga ana kia hopukia te tangata iti: e hopukia ana e ia te tangata iti, ua kumea ki tana. kupenga.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Kupapa ana ia, piko ana, hinga ana te hunga rawakore i ana mea kaha.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
E mea ana i roto i tona ngakau, Ka wareware te Atua: e huna ana ia i tona mata, e kore ia e kite ake tonu atu.
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Whakatika, e Ihowa, e te Atua, takiritia tou ringa: kaua e wareware ki te hunga iti.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
He aha te tangata kino ka whakahawea ai ki te Atua? kua mea ia i roto i tona ngakau, E kore tenei e whakatakina e koe.
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Kua kite koe; e tirohia nei hoki e koe te whanoke me te whakatoi, a ka utua e tou ringa: e tuku ana te rawakore i a ia ano ki a koe; ko koe hei tuara mo te pani.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Whatiia e koe te ringa o te tangata kino; tena ko te tangata nanakia, whakatakina tona kino, kia kahore ra ano e kitea e koe.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
Ko Ihowa te Kingi ake ake: kua kahore ke nga tauiwi i tona whenua.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
E Ihowa, kua whakarongo koe ki te hiahia o te hunga whakaiti: mau ano o ratou ngakau e whakapai, ka tahuri ano tou taringa ki te whakarongo:
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
Ki te whakawa mo te pani, mo te tangata e tukinotia ana, kei whakamataku a mua ake te tangata o te whenua.
