Psalms 56
1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.] Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.
Ki he Takimuʻa ʻi he Sonatilemi-Lehokimi, ko e Saame mahuʻinga ʻa Tevita, ʻi he puke ia ʻe he kakai Filisitia ʻi Kata. Ke ke ʻaloʻofa kiate au, ʻE ʻOtua: he ʻoku fie folo hifo au ʻe he tangata; ʻoku ne tauʻi au ʻi he ʻaho kotoa, ʻo ne taʻomia au.
2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.
Ko e loto ʻo hoku ngaahi fili ʻi he ʻaho kotoa pē ke folo hifo au: he ʻoku tokolahi ʻakinautolu ʻoku tauʻi au, ʻE Fungani Māʻolunga.
3 When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.
ʻI he ʻaho ʻoku ou manavahē ai, te u falala kiate koe.
4 In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?
Te u fakamālō ki he ʻOtua ʻi heʻene folofola; ʻoku ou falala ki he ʻOtua; ʻe ʻikai te u manavahē ki he meʻa ʻe faʻa fai ʻe he kakai kiate au.
5 All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.
ʻOku nau fakakehe ʻeku ngaahi lea ʻi he ʻaho kotoa pē: ko ʻenau fakakaukau kotoa pē ke u kovi ai au.
6 They conspire and lurk, watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.
ʻOku nau fakataha ʻakinautolu, ʻoku nau fakafufū ʻakinautolu, ʻoku nau vakai hoku ʻaluʻanga, ʻi heʻenau holi ki heʻeku moʻui.
7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.
Te nau hao koā ʻi heʻenau hia? ʻE ʻOtua, ke ke lī ki lalo ʻae kakai ʻi he houhau.
8 You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
ʻOku ke lau ʻa ʻeku ʻalu fano pē: ke ke ʻutu hoku ngaahi loʻimata ki hoʻo hina: ʻikai ʻoku nau tuʻu ʻi hoʻo tohi?
9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this, that God is for me.
ʻO kau ka tangi kiate koe, ʻe foki kimui ai ʻa hoku ngaahi fili: ʻoku ou ʻilo ʻae meʻa ni; he ʻoku ʻiate au ʻae ʻOtua.
10 In God, I will praise his word. In YHWH, I will praise his word.
Te u fakamālō ki he ʻOtua ʻi heʻene folofola: te u fakamālō kia Sihova ʻi heʻene folofola.
11 I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
Kuo u falala ki he ʻOtua: ʻe ʻikai te u manavahē ki ha meʻa ʻe faʻa fai ʻe he tangata kiate au.
12 Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.
ʻE ʻOtua, ʻoku ʻiate au hoʻo ngaahi fuakava: te u ʻatu ʻae fakamālō kiate koe,
13 For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living.
He kuo ke fakamoʻui hoku laumālie mei he mate: pea ʻikai te ke fakahaofi hoku vaʻe mei he hinga, koeʻuhi ke u ʻeveʻeva ʻi he ʻao ʻoe ʻOtua ʻi he maama ʻoe kakai moʻui?
