Psalms 138

1 David’s. I will give thee thanks with all my heart, Before the messengers of God, will I praise thee in song:

I KAPINGA komui sang nan mongiong i, i pan kakaule kin komui mon dikedik en ani kan.

2 I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

I pan kakaudok inen wong sapwilim omui im en kaudok saraui, o kapinga mar omui, pweki omui kalangan o melel, pwe kom kotin kalinganada mar omui sang meakaros ki omui masan.

3 In the day I cried unto thee, then didst thou answer me, and didst excite me, in my soul, mightily.

Ni ai likwir wong komui, komui ap kotin mangi ia, o kom kamanada mongiong i melel.

4 All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

Maing Ieowa, nanmarki en sappa karos pan kapinga komui, ni ar pan rong masan en silang ir,

5 And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

O re pan kauleki al en Ieowa kan, pwe lingan en Ieowa meid laud.

6 Though lofty is Yahweh, yet, the lowly, he regardeth, but, the haughty—afar off, doth he acknowledge.

Pwe Ieowa me lapalap ap kotin irerong me tikitik kan, o a kotin mangi me aklapalap, sang ni wasa doo.

7 Though I walk in the midst of distress, thou wilt give me life, —Because of the anger of my foes, thou wilt thrust forth thy hand, and thy right hand, will save me:

Ni ai weweid nan kamasak melel, kom kin kotin kolekol ong ia maur i, o kom kin kapa wong lim omui pan makar en ai imwintiti kan, o kom sauasa ia da ki lim omui maun.

8 Yahweh, will carry through my cause, —O Yahweh! thy lovingkindness, is age-abiding, The works of thine own hands, do not thou desert.

Ieowa pan kotin wiawia ia. Maing Ieowa, omui kalangan me pan potopot eta; Kom der kotin muei sang dodok en lim omui kan.