Psalms 45
1 My heart is gushing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
MONION I kin wiada kaul kajelel apot; I pan kaule ki duen Nanmarki amen, lo I rajon penjil en jaunintin koiok aman.
2 You are fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into your lips: therefore God has blessed you for ever.
Komui ta me kajelel jan aramaj karoj; meid kajalel jilan omui; i me Kot kapai kin komui ta kokolata.
3 Gird your sword on your thigh, O most mighty, with your glory and your majesty.
Pira won omui koldaj ni lonelon omui, komui ol komad, o kapwata kin komui!
4 And in your majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and your right hand shall teach you terrible things.
Komui en pwaida ni omui kapwat, Kom kotiwei, pwen jauaja me melel, o me luet akan, pwen kolekol on ir me pun. Lim omui maun ap pan wia dodok kapuriamui.
5 Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies; whereby the people fall under you.
Kananan omui kajik katieu me kon wei kan kin lodi on komui; re kin lel on nan monion en imwintiti en nanmarki.
6 Your throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the scepter of your kingdom is a right scepter.
Main Kot, mol omui pan duedueta kokolata; o jokon en wei omui me jokon en pun apot.
7 You love righteousness, and hate wickedness: therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows.
Kom kin pok on me pun ap tataki tiak jued; i me Kot, omui Kot, keie kin komui le en kaperen mon omui warok kan.
8 All your garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made you glad.
Omui likau kan kin pomauki mire, aloe, o kajia ni omui pedoi jan tanpaj omui im elpenpain, komui kin polauleki kaul o arp.
9 Kings’ daughters were among your honorable women: on your right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Japwilim en Nanmarki jeri pein ko mi nan pun en toun tanpaj omui; li Nanmarki a kotikot ni pali maun omui kapwateki kold en opir.
10 Listen, O daughter, and consider, and incline your ear; forget also your own people, and your father’s house;
Nai jeripein koe ron, o kilan, o kapaikedi jalon om, o monokela jap om o jau om akan.
11 So shall the king greatly desire your beauty: for he is your Lord; and worship you him.
Nanmarki ap pan peren kida mom om kajelel; pwe i om Kaun, a koe en kaudoki on i.
12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall entreat your favor.
Nain Tiruj, me kapwapa re’rail pan wado kijakij; o nidinid re om.
13 The king’s daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of worked gold.
Japwilim en Nanmarki jeripein, me mi lole, meid kajelel ni monion i, a kapwateki likau kold.
14 She shall be brought to the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought to you.
A pan pakaluala ren Nanmarki ni a likau linan o a warok peinekap akan, me idauen i, kompoke pa, pan kalua don komui.
15 With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king’s palace.
Re pan kalua irail ki peren o nijinij, o re kin pedelon on nan tanpaj en Nanmarki.
16 Instead of your fathers shall be your children, whom you may make princes in all the earth.
Noumui manakap akan pan wiliandi jam omui kan; i me kom pan kajapwiladan jaupeidi en jap akan karoj.
17 I will make your name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise you for ever and ever.
I pan tamanda mar omui ni di kan karoj; i me wei kan karoj pan kapina komui kokolata.
