Psalms 7
1 Ode of David: which he sang unto Yahweh, on account of the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Yahweh my God, in thee, have I sought refuge, —Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me:
He Hikaiono na Rawiri, tana i waiata ai ki a Ihowa mo nga kupu a Kuhu Pineamine. E Ihowa, e toku Atua, kei a koe toku whakawhirinakitanga: kia ora ahau i te hunga katoa e aru ana i ahau, kia mawhiti atu hoki ahau:
2 Lest one tear, as a lion, my soul, —and there be no deliverer to rescue.
Kei haehae ia i toku wairua, ano he raiona, a titaritari noa, i te mea kahore he kaiarai.
3 O Yahweh my God, If I have done this, If there hath been perversity in my hands:
E Ihowa, e toku Atua, ki te mea naku tena mahi, ki te mea he hara kei oku ringa;
4 If I have requited my friend with wrong, —or have oppressed mine adversary without need,
Ki te mea i whakahokia e ahau he kino ki te tangata kua mau nei ta maua rongo; i whakaora nei hoki ahau i te tangata i kino noa mai ki ahau:
5 Let an enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it, that he may tread down, to the earth, my life, —and, mine honour—in the dust, he may cause to dwell. (Selah)
Kia arumia toku wairua e te hoariri, a kia mau; kia takahia hoki toku ora e ia ki te whenua, kia whakatokotoria ano toku kororia ki te puehu. (Hera)
6 Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up, because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:
E Ihowa, whakatika, kia riri koe, ara ake, e nana nei hoki oku hoa whawhai: kia oho ake hoki koe moku; kua kiia e koe te whakawa.
7 When, the assembly of peoples, gather round thee, then, above it—on high, do thou return!
Tukua kia karapotia koe e te whakaminenga o nga iwi: ma runga atu i a ratou tou hokinga atu ki runga.
8 Yahweh, will judge the peoples, —Do me justice, O Yahweh, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity upon me,
Ko Ihowa e whakarite whakawa ana mo nga iwi; kia rite, e Ihowa, tau whakawa moku ki taku mahi tika, ki te tapatahi hoki o oku whakaaro.
9 Let the wrong of the lawless, I pray thee, come to an end, and establish thou him that is righteous, —for, a trier of hearts and reins, is God the righteous one.
Kia whakamutua te kino o te hunga kino: whakaukia hoki te tangata tika: e whakamatautau ana hoki te Atua tika i nga ngakau, i nga whatumanawa.
10 My shield, is held by God, who is ready to save the upright in heart:
Kei te Atua toku whakangungu rakau, mana e whakaora te hunga ngakau tika.
11 A God to vindicate the righteous, —And yet a God to be indignant throughout every day.
He kaiwhakawa tika te Atua, ae ra, he Atua e riri ana i tenei ra, i tenei ra.
12 If he turn not, his sword, will he whet, —his bow, hath he bent, and made ready:
Ki te kore tetahi e tahuri, ka whakakoia e ia tana hoari; kua whakapikoa e ia tana kopere, a oti rawa te whakapai.
13 But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:
Oti rawa ano ana mea whakamate te whakapai e ia; kua meinga e ia ana pere ano he ahi.
14 Lo! he gendereth trouble, and conceiveth mischief, but giveth birth to a disappointment:
Nana, he kino te mea e whakamamae nei ia; he whanoke te mea i hapu ki roto ki a ia, a whanau ake he teka.
15 A pit, he cut out, and digged it, and then fell into the ditch he had made:
I pokaia e ia he poka, he mea keri nana, taka iho ia ki roto ki te rua i mahia e ia.
16 His mischief, turneth back, on his own head, —and, on his own crown, his violence, descendeth.
Ka hoki tona whanoke ki tona matenga, a ka tau iho tana tukino ki tona tumuaki.
17 I will praise Yahweh according to his righteousness, —and will praise in song the Name of Yahweh Most High.
Ka rite ki tona tika taku whakamoemiti ki a Ihowa: ka himene atu hoki ahau ki te ingoa o Ihowa, o te Runga Rawa.
