Psalms 144
1 “By David.” Blessed be the Lord my Rock, who exerciseth my hands for the battle, my fingers for the war:
Y Salmon David. BENDITO si Yuus y achojo, ni y jafanagüe y canaejo para uguera, yan y calalotjo para umumo.
2 My kindness, and my strong-hold; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
Y minaaseco yan y guimegüeco y iyoco tore na taquilo, yan y munalibreyo; y patangjo, yan y anae juangocoyo; ni y pumolo y taotaojo gui papajo.
3 Lord, what is man, that thou takest cognizance of him: the son of a mortal, that thou regardest him!
Jeova, jafa y taotao na unatituye y tiningoña? pat y lajin taotao na uncuecuenta güe?
4 Man is like the breath: his days are like a passing shadow.
Y taotao parejoja yan y jinaja; y jaaniña parejoja yan y anineng ni y malofan.
5 O Lord, bend thy heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Natalagpapa, y langetmo, O Yuus, ya tunogjao papa: pacha y egso sija ya ufanaso.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: send out thy arrows, and confound them.
Fanyute ni y lamlam ya ufanchinalapon sija: nafanogcha y flechamo, ya ufaninestotba sija.
7 Stretch out thy hands from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of the children of the stranger.
Estira y canaemo guinin jilo; rescatayo yan nalibreyo gui manadan janom, gui canae y manaotao juyong.
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.
Ni y pachotñija manguecuentos banida, ya y agapa na canaeñija, y dacon na canae agapa.
9 O God, a new song will I sing unto thee: upon the ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praises unto thee.
Jucantaye jao ni y nuebo na canta, O Yuus: y guitala, ni y dies cuetdasña nae jucantaye jao ni y alabansa sija.
10 [Thou art he] that giveth victory unto kings: who riddeth David his servant from the evil-bringing sword.
Güiya ayo y mannae satbasion gui ray sija: ni janalibre si David ni y tentagoña gui gosnalamen na espada.
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of the children of the stranger, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and whose right hand is the right hand of falsehood.
Rescatayo ya nalibreyo gui canae y manaotao juyong, ni y pachotñija manguecuentos banida, ya y agapa na canaeñija y dacon na canae agapa.
12 So that our sons may be like plants, grown up in their youth: our daughters, like corner-pillars, sculptured in the model of a palace.
Ya y famaguonmame lalaje ufantaegüije y tinanom yanguin mandoco ya mangajulo gui pinatgonñija; ya y jaganmame ufantaegüije y mapopolo gui punta na acho, ni y malabla taegüije y palasyo.
13 May our garners be full, furnishing all manner of store: our sheep bringing forth thousands and ten thousands in our open pastures.
Ya y lanchonmame bula, mannae todo clasen güinaja: ya gamame quinilo ufanmañago mit yan dies mit gui fangualuanmame.
14 May our oxen be strong to labor: may there be no breach, nor migration, nor loud complaint in our streets.
Ya y gamame nobiyo sija ufanmangotga mauleg; ya chañija rumorompe jalom ni juyong, ya taya inagang pot pinite gui cayenmame.
15 Happy the people, that fare thus: happy the people, whose God is the Lord.
Mandichoso ayo sija na taotao y manguaja ni este: Junggan, mandichoso ayo sija na taotao ni y Yuusñija si Jeova.
