Psalms 138

1 `To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

Na Rawiri. Ka whakapaua toku ngakau ki te whakawhetai ki a koe: ka himene atu ahau ki a koe i te aroaro o nga atua.

2 Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

Ka koropiko atu ahau ki te ritenga o tou temepara tapu, a ka whakamoemiti ki tou ingoa, mo tou aroha me tou pono: kua whakanuia hoki e koe tau kupu ki runga ake i tou ingoa katoa.

3 In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

I whakahoki kupu mai koe ki ahau i te ra i karanga ai ahau: a whakahirihiritia ana e koe toku wairua ki te kaha.

4 Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

Ka whakamoemiti nga kingi katoa o te whenua ki a koe, e Ihowa, kua rongo hoki ratou ki nga kupu a tou mangai.

5 And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

Ae, e waiata ratou mo nga ara o Ihowa: he nui hoki te kororia o Ihowa.

6 For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

Ahakoa hoki kei runga rawa a Ihowa, e titiro iho ana ano ia ki te hunga papaku: tena ko te tangata whakakake, i tawhiti ano kua matauria e ia.

7 If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

Ahakoa haere ahau i waenganui o te he, mau ahau e whakahauora: ka totoro tou ringa ki te riri o oku hoa whawhai, ma tou ringa matau ano ahau e whakaora.

8 The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.

Ma Ihowa e whakaoti aku mea: e Ihowa, e mau ana tau mahi tohu ake ake; kaua e whakarerea nga mahi a ou ringa.