Psalms 42

1 To the Chief Musician. An Instructive Psalm for the Sons of Korah. As, the hart, cometh panting up to the channels of water, So my soul, panteth for thee, O God.

Ki he Takimuʻa, ko e akonaki ki he ngaahi foha ʻo Kola. ‌ʻOku hangē ko e holi ʻae hainiti ki he ngaahi tafeʻanga vai, ʻoku pehē ʻae holi ʻa hoku laumālie kiate koe, ʻE ʻOtua.

2 My soul thirsteth for God, for a GOD who liveth, —When shall I enter in, and see the face of God?

‌ʻOku holi hoku laumālie ki he ʻOtua, ki he ʻOtua moʻui: te u hoko ʻafē ʻo fakahā au ʻi he ʻao ʻoe ʻOtua?

3 My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

Ko ʻeku meʻakai ʻi he ʻaho mo e pō ʻa hoku ngaahi loʻimata, lolotonga ʻoku nau pehē maʻuaipē kiate au, “Ko e fē ho ʻOtua?”

4 These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise.—a throng keeping festival.

‌ʻI heʻeku manatu ki he ngaahi meʻa ni, ʻoku ou lilingi hoku laumālie ʻiate au: he naʻaku faʻa ʻalu mo e tokolahi, naʻaku ʻalu mo kinautolu ki he fale ʻoe ʻOtua, ʻi he leʻo ʻoe fiefia mo e fakafetaʻi, mo e tokolahi naʻe tauhi ʻae ʻaho tapu.

5 Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And [why] shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.

Ko e hā ʻoku ke mapelu ai ki lalo, ʻE hoku laumālie? pea ko e hā kuo ke maveuveu ai ʻi loto ʻiate au? Ke ke ʻamanaki lelei ki he ʻOtua? He ko e moʻoni te u fakafetaʻi kiate ia ʻi he ngaahi fakamoʻui ʻo hono fofonga.

6 My God! over myself, my soul is cast down, —For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

‌ʻE hoku ʻOtua, ʻoku mapelu ki lalo hoku laumālie ʻi loto ʻiate au: ko ia te u manatu ai kiate koe mei he fonua ʻo Sioatani, pea mo Heamoni, mo e moʻunga siʻi ko Maisa.

7 Roaring deep unto roaring deep, is calling, at the voice of thy cataracts, All thy breakers and thy rolling waves, over me, have passed.

‌ʻOku ui ʻae loloto ki he loloto ʻi he longoaʻa ʻo hoʻo ngaahi ʻahiohio vai: ʻoku lōmakiʻi au ʻe hoʻo ngaahi peau kotoa pē mo hoʻo ngaahi ngalu.

8 By day, will Yahweh command his lovingkindness, And, in the night, shall His song be with me, My prayer be to the GOD of my life.

Ka ko e moʻoni ʻe fekau mai ʻe Sihova ʻa ʻene ʻaloʻofa ʻi he ʻaho, pea ʻe ʻiate au ʻene hiva ʻi he poʻuli, mo ʻeku lotu ki he ʻOtua ʻo ʻeku moʻui.

9 I will say onto GOD, —my rock, Wherefore hast thou forgotten me? Wherefore in gloom should I go, because of oppression by the enemy?

Te u pehē ki he ʻOtua ko hoku makatuʻu, “Ko e hā kuo ke fakangaloʻi ai au? Ko e hā ʻoku ou ʻalu mamahi pē ʻi he taʻomia ʻe he fili?”

10 With a crushing of my bones, have my adversaries reproached me, —While they keep saying unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

Ko e manuki ʻa hoku ngaahi fili, ʻoku hangē ko e heletā kuo uhu ki hoku ngaahi hui; ʻi heʻenau pehē mai kiate au ʻi he ʻaho kotoa pē, “Ko e fē ho ʻOtua?”

11 Why shouldst thou be sat down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence and my God.

Ko e hā ʻoku ke mapelu ai ki lalo, ʻE hoku laumālie? Pea ko e hā ʻoku ke maveuveu ai ʻi loto ʻiate au? Ke ke ʻamanaki lelei ki he ʻOtua: he ko e moʻoni te u fakafetaʻi kiate ia, ʻaia ko e fakamoʻui ʻo hoku mata, mo hoku ʻOtua.