Psalms 144
1 A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
Ko e Saame ʻa Tevita. Ke monūʻia pē ʻa Sihova ko hoku makatuʻu, ʻaia ʻoku ne ako ki hoku nima ketau, mo hoku louhiʻi nima ke tau:
2 He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me.
Ko hoku leleiʻanga, mo ʻeku kolo: mo hoku fale māʻolunga, mo hoku fakamoʻui; ko hoku fakaū, pea ko ia ʻoku ou falala ki ai; ʻoku ne fakamoʻulaloaʻi hoku kakai kiate au.
3 Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
ʻE Sihova, ko e hā ʻae tangata, ʻoku ke tokanga ai kiate ia! Pe ko e foha ʻoe tangata, koeʻuhi ʻoku ke finangalo kiate ia!
4 Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
ʻOku tatau ʻae tangata mo e meʻa vaʻinga: ko hono ngaahi ʻaho ʻoku hangē ko e ʻata ʻoku mole atu.
5 Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
Ofeʻi hifo, ʻE Sihova, ho ngaahi langi, pea ke hāʻele hifo: ala ki he ngaahi moʻunga, pea tenau kohu ai.
6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
Lī atu ʻae ʻuhila, pea fakamovete ʻakinautolu: fanaʻi atu hoʻo ngaahi ngahau, mo fakaʻauha ʻakinautolu.
7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
Fekau mai ho nima mei ʻolunga; fakamoʻui au, mo fakahaofi au mei he ngaahi vai lahi, mei he nima ʻoe fānau ʻae muli;
8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
ʻAkinautolu ʻoku lea ʻaki ʻe honau ngutu ʻae vaʻinga, pea ko honau nima toʻomataʻu ko e nima toʻomataʻu ʻoe loi.
9 I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
ʻE ʻOtua, te u hiva ʻaki ʻae hiva foʻou kiate koe: te u hiva fakamālō kiate koe ʻaki ʻae saliteli mo e meʻa faiva ʻoku filo ʻe hongofulu.
10 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
Ko ia ia ʻoku ne foaki ʻae fakamoʻui ki he ngaahi tuʻi: ʻoku ne fakamoʻui ʻa Tevita ko ʻene tamaioʻeiki mei he heletā ʻoe kovi.
11 Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
Fakamoʻui au, mo fakahaofi au mei he nima ʻoe fānau ʻae muli; ʻakinautolu ʻoku lea ʻaki ʻe honau ngutu ʻae vaʻinga, pea ko honau nima toʻomataʻu ko e nima toʻomataʻu ʻoe loi:
12 That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:
Koeʻuhi ke tatau homau ngaahi foha mo e ngaahi ʻakau naʻe tupu ʻi heʻenau talavou; ke tatau homau ngaahi ʻofefine mo e ngaahi maka ʻoe tuliki, kuo tā ʻo fakatatau mo e fale fakaʻeiʻeiki:
13 That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
Koeʻuhi ke pito ai homau ngaahi feleoko, ʻoku ʻomi mei ai ʻae meʻakai kehekehe kotoa pē: ke fānau ʻemau ngaahi fanga sipi ʻi he lauʻi afe mo e lauʻi mano ʻi homau ngaahi hala:
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
Ke mālohi ai ʻemau fanga pulu tangata ke ngāue; ke ʻoua naʻa ai ʻae ʻoho mai, pē ʻae hola kituaʻā; ke ʻoua naʻa ai ha lāunga ʻi homau ngaahi hala.
15 Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
ʻOku monūʻia ʻae kakai ko ia, ʻaia ʻoku pehē: ʻio, ʻoku monūʻia ʻae kakai ko ia, ʻoku ʻOtua ʻaki ʻa Sihova.
