Psalms 59
1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.] Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. Aratakiti. He Mikitama na Rawiri, i a Haora i tono tangata hei tiaki mo te whare, hei whakamate mona. Whakaorangia ahau, e toku Atua, i oku hoariri: whakateiteitia ake ahau i te hunga e whakatika ana ki ahau.
2 Deliver me from evildoers. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Whakaorangia ahau i nga kaimahi i te kino: kia ora ahau i te hunga toto.
3 For, look, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, LORD.
Kei te whanga nei hoki ratou mo toku wairua: e whakamine ana te hunga kaha ki te whawhai ki ahau; kahore nei oku tutu, kahore oku hara, e Ihowa.
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, look, and help me.
Hore oku kino, oma ana ratou, kei te takatu: e ara hei awhina moku, titiro mai hoki.
5 You, LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
Ae ra, maranga, e Ihowa, e te Atua o nga mano, e te Atua o Iharaira, tirohia iho nga tauiwi katoa: kaua e tohungia tetahi o te hunga kino, e poka ke nei. (Hera)
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Ka hoki mai ratou i te ahiahi, kei te tau, ano he kuri, taiawhiotia ana e ratou te pa.
7 Look, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?"
Nana, kei te kupa o ratou mangai, he hoari kei o ratou ngutu: ki ta ratou, ko wai e rongo?
8 But you, LORD, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
Ko tau ia, e Ihowa, he kata ki a ratou: hei tawainga mau nga tauiwi katoa.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
E toku kaha, ka tatari ahau ki a koe: ko te Atua hoki toku pa.
10 My God of mercy will come to meet me. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
Kei mua i ahau toku Atua aroha: ma te Atua ahau ka kite i taku i hiahia ai ki oku hoariri.
11 Do not kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, LORD our shield.
Kaua ratou e whakamatea, kei wareware toku iwi: kia whakamararatia ratou e tou kaha; whakataka iho ratou, e te Ariki, e to matou whakangungu rakau.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
Mo te hara o to ratou mangai, mo nga kupu a o ratou ngutu, hopukia ratou i runga i to ratou whakakake, mo ta ratou korero, he kanga, he teka.
13 Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the farthest parts of the earth. (Selah)
Whakamotitia i runga i te riri, kia kahore ai ratou: a kia matau ratou ko te Atua te Kawana o Hakopa puta noa ki nga pito o te whenua. (Hera)
14 At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
I te ahiahi tukua ratou kia hoki, tukua ratou kia tau, ano he kuri, kia taiawhio ratou i te pa.
15 They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied.
Ka kopikopiko noa ratou ki te rapu kai, a ka tauwhanga i te po roa ina kore ratou e makona.
16 But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
Ko ahau ia, ka waiatatia e ahau tou kaha; ae, i te ata ka hamamatia e ahau tau mahi toku: ko koe hoki toku pa, toku piringa i te ra o toku pouri.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
Ka himene ahau ki a koe, e toku kaha: ko te Atua nei hoki toku pa, toku Atua aroha.
