Psalms 92
1 A Melody, a Song, For the Sabbath-day. It is good to give thanks to Yahweh, And to sing praises unto thy Name, O Most High;
He himene, he waiata mo te ra Hapati. He mea pai te whakawhetai ki a Ihowa, te himene atu ki tou ingoa, e te Runga Rawa:
2 To declare, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, And thy faithfulness at night;
Te whakakite i tou atawhai i te ata, i tou pono i nga po katoa;
3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon a harp, With resounding music on the lyre.
I runga i te aho tekau, i te hatere; i te tangi huatau a te hapa.
4 For thou hast made me glad, O Yahweh, in thy doing, In the works of thy hands, will I shout for joy.
Nau hoki ahau, e Ihowa, i whakahari ki tau mahi: ka whakamanamana ahau ki nga meatanga a ou ringa.
5 How great have grown thy works, Yahweh, [How] very deep are laid thy plans!
Ano te nui o au mahi, e Ihowa! hohonu rawa ou whakaaro.
6 A man that is brutish, cannot know, And, a dullard, cannot discern this: —
Ko te tangata poauau, kahore ia e matau; kahore hoki tenei e mohiotia e te kuware.
7 When the lawless do thrive like grass, And all the workers of iniquity have blossomed, It is that they may be destroyed for ever.
Kia pihi ake nga whakaarokore ano he tarutaru, a kia tupu nga kaimahi katoa i te kino; he ngaromanga tena no ratou ake ake;
8 But, thou, shalt be on high age-abidingly, O Yahweh.
Ko koe ia, e Ihowa, kei runga rawa ake ake.
9 For lo! thine enemies, Yahweh, For lo! thine enemies, shall perish, They shall be scattered—all the workers of iniquity;
Na, ko ou hoa whawhai, e Ihowa, na, ko ou hoa whawhai, ka ngaro; ka marara katoa nga kaimahi i te kino.
10 But thou wilt exalt, as [those of] the buffalo, my horn, I have been anointed, with fresh oil.
Otira ka ara i a koe toku haona, ka pera i to te kau maka: ka whakawahia ahau ki te hinu hou.
11 So hath mine eye descried them who were lying in wait for me, —Of my wicked assailants, mine ears, shall hear.
Ka kite hoki toku kanohi i taku i hiahia ai ki runga ki oku hoariri, ka rongo oku taringa i taku i hiahia ai o te hunga kino e whakatika ana mai ki ahau.
12 The righteous, like the palm-tree, shall thrive, Like the cedar in Lebanon, shall he grow;
Ka rite te tupu o te tangata tika ki to te nikau; ka rite tona nui ki to te hita i Repanona.
13 They who are planted in the house of Yahweh, In the courts of our God, shall flourish;
Ko te hunga i whakatokia ki te whare o Ihowa ka tupu ki nga marae o to tatou Atua.
14 Still shall they bear fruit in old age, Vigorous and fresh, shall they be:
Ka whai hua tonu ratou ua hina: ki tonu i te wai, matomato tonu;
15 To declare that upright is Yahweh, My Rock, and no perversity in him.
Hei whakakite i te tika o Ihowa: ko ia toku kohatu, kahore hoki ona he.
