Psalms 88
1 A Song, a psalm of the Korahites. To the leader: according to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord my God, I cry for help in the day-time, in the night my cry is before you;
Ra Anumzana naza nehunka nagu'ma nevazina Anumzanimoka, masare'ene haninena Kagri kavuga nunamuna nehue.
2 let my prayer come into your presence, incline your ear to my cry.
Nunamuma nehua nunamu keni'a nentahinka, naza huogu'ma krafagema nehuana antahinaminka naza huo.
Na'ankure nomanizanifina hazenke zamo'a avineteno, navareno fri vahe kuma tava'onte nevie. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted with those who go down to the pit; without strength am I.
Fri'zage'zama matipima ome asenezmantaza vahekna hu'noe. Nagra hanaveni'a omane vahe kna hu'noe.
5 My home is among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more cut off as they are from your hand.
Zamagra fri vahe amu'nompi natrazage'na, fri' vahe'ma matipima asentegeno'ma maseankna hu'na mase'noe. Ana hugenka Kagra kazana antenka kegava huonante natranke'na haviza hu'noe.
6 In the deepest pit you have put me, in shadows deep and dark.
Kagra amefenkame tami'nea kerimofona aro'are, hanintirima hu'nefi natre'nane.
7 Your wrath lies heavy upon me, waves of your anger roll over me. (Selah)
Krimpama ahezamo'a narentrako huno urami'ne. Hagerimo'ma hiaza hunka rugnafu knafu hunka naherava he'nane.
8 You have put my friends far from me, you have made them shun me. I am shut in, and cannot escape,
Roneni'aramina nagritetira renatitranke'za vu'za e'za nehu'za zamago atenante'naze. Nagra frekani'a omanege'na krifu ahente'na manue.
9 my eyes are wasted with sorrow. I call on you, Lord, every day, spreading my hands out to you.
Knazama eri'na zavi'ma atoazamo'a, navunumo'a navua resuhie. Mago mago knafina Ra Anumzamokama nazama hanankura kantahinegoe. Kasunku'ma hunantenka nazama hanankura kagritega nazana erisga nehue.
10 For the dead can you work wonders? Can the shades rise again to praise you? (Selah)
Kagra kagu'vazana hunka fri'nea vahera aza nehampi? Fri'naza vahe'mo'za fri'nazafintira oti'za zagamera hu'za kagia ahentesga hugahazafi?
11 Can your kindness be told in the grave, your faithfulness in the tomb?
Frizage'zama matipima asezmante'naza vahe'mo'za vagaore kavesizanka'agura huamara hugahazafi? Huge keka'ama avaririnka hugahuema hu'nana zama nehana kavukva zankura keonke zamo'ma havizama hu'nefina huama hugahazafi?
12 Can your wonders be known in the darkness, or your help in the land of forgetfulness?
Kaguvazama zama hu'nana zantamina hanimpina ke'za antahi'za hugahazafi? Hifi frizage'za vahe'mo'zama zamage'ma akanizmantaza vahe'mo'za fatgo kavukva zankura keaga huge antahigamige hugahazafi?
13 I cry for help to you, in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Hianagi Ra Anumzamoka naza huogu kagritega krafagea nehue. Maka nanterana kagritega nunamuna nehue.
14 Why, O Lord, do you spurn me, and hide your face from me?
Ra Anumzamoka nahigenka nenatrenka, kavugosa rukrahera hunka kamefira hunenamine?
15 From my youth I am wretched and dying, I am numbed by the terrors I bear.
Osi'ma mani'noregati'ma knazama eri'na e'noa zamo'a, kri eri'na fri'za hue. Kagra nazeri koro'ma hu' zanke hanke'na, rama'a knazampi mani'na oe.
16 The fires of your wrath have passed over me, your terrors destroy me,
Krimpa ahe'zamo'a ti hageankna huno narefi netegeno, nazeri namanoma vazina zamo'a nazeri haviza nehie.
17 surging around me forever, hemming me in altogether.
Nanteranteti'ma agafama huteno tima hageno refite'nanteankna huno korozamo'a narefite'ne.
18 Those who love me you put far from me; the dark is my only friend.
Ronenine navesimanentoa vahetaminena nagripintira zamavare hana hu'nane. Ana hankeno hanimo'a, nagri arone ase'ne.
