Psalms 42
1 For the Chief Musician; Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. He Makiri, ma nga tama a Koraha. Rite tonu ki te hata e kihakiha nei ki nga manga wai toku ngakau e kihakiha nei ki a koe, e te Atua.
2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
E hiainu ana toku wairua ki te Atua, ki te Atua ora: a hea ahau tae ai, puta ai ki te aroaro o te Atua?
3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Ko oku roimata taku kai i te ao, i te po, i a ratou e mea tonu mai nei ki ahau, Kei hea tou Atua?
4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
Ka mahara ahau ki enei mea; me te wai toku ngakau e maringi ana i roto i ahau: i haere hoki ahau i roto i te huihui, i haere tahi matou ki te whare o te Atua, he hari te reo, he whakamoemiti, me te huihui e mea hakari ana.
5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the health of his countenance.
He aha koe i piko ai, e toku wairua? i ohorere ai i roto i ahau? Tumanako ki te Atua; tera ano ahau e whakawhetai ki a ia, mo te ora o tona mata.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore do I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
E toku Atua, kua piko toku wairua i roto i ahau: koia ahau ka mahara ai ki a koe i te whenua o Horano, o nga Heremoni, i Maunga Mitara.
7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Rara ana tetahi rire ki tetahi rire i te haruru o au awhiowhio wai: tika ana au ngaru katoa me au tuatea i runga i ahau.
8 [Yet] the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day-time, and in the night his song shall be with me, [even] a prayer unto the God of my life.
Ahakoa ra e whakahaua mai ano e Ihowa tona atawhai i te awatea; a he waiata taku ki a ia i te po, he inoi ki te Atua o toku ora.
9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Ka mea ahau ki te Atua, E toku kohatu, he aha koe i wareware ai ki ahau? He aha ahau ka haere pouri ai i te tukino a te hoariri?
10 As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me; while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Ano he hoari i roto i oku wheua te tawai a oku hoariri: i a ratou e mea mai nei ki ahau i nga ra katoa, Kei hea tou Atua?
11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God.
He aha koe i piko ai, e toku wairua? He aha koe i ohorere ai i roto i ahau? Tumanako ki te Atua: tera ano ahau e whakawhetai ki a ia, ko te ora nei ia o toku mata, ko toku Atua.
