Psalms 58
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. Is it true? O Congregation, speake ye iustly? O sonnes of men, iudge ye vprightly?
IADUEN komail loton, pwe komail jota men lokaia me pun, o komail jota men kapun nin tiak inen, komail aramaj akan?
2 Yea, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your hands execute crueltie vpon the earth.
Melel, komail kin wia me japun nan monion o, o nan jap o komail kin kelail on wiada me jued.
3 The wicked are strangers from ye wombe: euen from the belly haue they erred, and speake lyes.
Me doo jan Kot akan me japun jan pon kapan in ar akan; me likam kan kin janjalon jili jan nan kaped en in ar akan.
4 Their poyson is euen like the poyson of a serpent: like ye deafe adder that stoppeth his eare.
Ar linaranar rajon linaranar en jerpent amen, rajon jerpent jalonepon, me penala jalon a.
5 Which heareth not the voyce of the inchanter, though he be most expert in charming.
Pwen der ron nil en jaunwunani o kati ani men, me kadek wunani.
6 Breake their teeth, O God, in their mouthes: breake the iawes of the yong lions, O Lord.
Main Kot, kom kotin katip pajan ni nan au arail; Main Ieowa, kom kotin kawela ni en laien pulepul akan.
7 Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
Kom kotin kawe ir ala dueta pil me kin pwilipwili wei. Ma a kaonopada a kananan kajik katieu, re kin tip pajan.
8 Let them consume like a snayle that melteth, and like the vntimely fruite of a woman, that hath not seene the sunne.
Re pan joredi dueta kamedel aman kin mon pena; re jota pan kilan katipin dueta jeri amen, me jota dar puni.
9 As raw flesh before your pots feele the fire of thornes: so let him cary them away as with a whirlewinde in his wrath.
Mon omial ainpot pan pam tui, a pan kotin jipet wei ni a onion.
10 The righteous shall reioyce when he seeeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feete in the blood of the wicked.
Me pun o pan peren kida a lao kilan depuk on ir, o a pan widen na a nana ntan me doo jan Kot o.
11 And men shall say, Verily there is fruite for the righteous: doutlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.
Aramaj akan ap pan inda: Me pun kan pan tunole katin; pwe Kot eta jaunkadeik nin jappa.
