Psalms 39
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
Nai kan, pwe i ender wia dip ki lo i. I pan jali pena au ai arain en me japun o mi re i.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
I kadukiedier ai lokaia o nenenlar o jolar inda duen peren a ai kalokolok lalaudalar.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spoke I with my tongue,
Monion i karakaradar nan kapedi, o ma i pan tamanda mepukat, a rajon kijiniai lulada; i ap lokaia kida lo i.
4 LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am.
Main, kotin padaki on ia, me maur i pan imwijokela, o imwi pan ai ran akan, me i pan jamoer.
5 Behold, you have made my days as an handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Mani, ai ran akan dueta talap en pa en aramaj re omui; o maur i likamata jota meakot mo’mui. Melel aramaj, me kin keleki pein i, kin dueta adiniai.
6 Surely every man walks in a vain show: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heaps up riches, and knows not who shall gather them.
Re kin alialu jili rajon mota, re kin katoutouki pein irail dodok mal. Re kin nanak pena ap jaja, ij me pan naineki.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in you.
Ari Main, ij me i en auiaui? I kaporoporeki komui.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Dore ia la jan dip ai karoj, o kom der mueid on, me pweipwei kan en kaurur kin ia.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because you did it.
I pan nenenla o jota jar pajan au ai, pwe kom kotin wiadar.
10 Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
Kotin katukiedi omui kaloko ia; pwe nai dupok kilar ai kalokolok pan lim omui.
11 When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Ma kom pan kaloke amen pweki dip a, mom a kajelel ap pan juedala likamada man en mot kanala. O meid mal aramaj karoj!
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Main kom kotin ereki ni kapakap, o mani ai likwir, o der japaimokid ni ai janejan, pwe nai japwilim omui men kairu o pweledan omui wei men dueta jam ai kan karoj.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
Kom kotin muei jan ia, pwe i en kelailada, mon ai pan kokowei o jolar mia.
