Psalms 4
1 To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David. When I cry, answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place, thou hast made room for me, Show me favour, and hear my prayer.
Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi Nekinoto. He himene na Rawiri. Whakahokia mai he kupu ki ahau, e te Atua o toku tika, ina karanga ahau: i ahau i te pouri i whakaputaina ahau e koe; kia atawhai ki ahau, whakarongo ki taku inoi.
2 Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? (Selah)
E nga tama a te tangata, kia pehea te roa o ta koutou mea i toku kororia hei whakama, o ta koutou aroha ki te horihori, o ta koutou whai i te teka? (Hera)
3 Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him.
Otiia kia mohio koutou he mea momotu ke na Ihowa te tangata tapu mana: e whakarongo a Ihowa ua karanga ahau ki a ia.
4 Be deeply moved, but do not sin, —Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. (Selah)
Kia oho koutou, a kaua e hara: korerorero ki o koutou ngakau i runga i o koutou moenga, me te ata takoto ano. (Hera)
5 Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; and put your trust in Yahweh.
Patua nga whakahere o te tika, me te okioki ano ki a Ihowa.
6 Multitudes, are saying, Who will show us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh.
He tokomaha te mea ana, Ma wai e whakakite te pai ki a matou? Kia ara, e Ihowa, te marama o tou mata ki runga ki a matou.
7 Thou hast put gladness in my heart, —beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased.
Hira ake te hari i homai e koe ki roto ki toku ngakau i to ratou i te wa i hua ai a ratou witi, ta ratou waina.
8 In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.
Ka takoto marire ahau, a moe tonu iho: ko koe anake hoki, e Ihowa, hei mea kia au toku noho.
