Psalms 144

1 BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, Who is teaching My hands for war, My fingers for battle.

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 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under 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 YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem 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 has been like a breath, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.

‌ʻOku tatau ʻae tangata mo e meʻa vaʻinga: ko hono ngaahi ʻaho ʻoku hangē ko e ʻata ʻoku mole atu.

5 YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.

Ofeʻi hifo, ʻE Sihova, ho ngaahi langi, pea ke hāʻele hifo: ala ki he ngaahi moʻunga, pea tenau kohu ai.

6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them,

Lī atu ʻae ʻuhila, pea fakamovete ʻakinautolu: fanaʻi atu hoʻo ngaahi ngahau, mo fakaʻauha ʻakinautolu.

7 Send forth Your hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,

Fekau mai ho nima mei ʻolunga; fakamoʻui au, mo fakahaofi au mei he ngaahi vai lahi, mei he nima ʻoe fānau ʻae muli;

8 Because their mouth has spoken vanity, 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 O God, I sing to You a new song, I sing praise to You on a stringed 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 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil.

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 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,

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 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished—the likeness 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 Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,

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 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.

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 O the blessedness of the people that is thus, O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!

‌ʻOku monūʻia ʻae kakai ko ia, ʻaia ʻoku pehē: ʻio, ʻoku monūʻia ʻae kakai ko ia, ʻoku ʻOtua ʻaki ʻa Sihova.