Psalms 14
1 To the victorie of Dauid. The vnwise man seide in his herte, God is not. Thei ben corrupt, and ben maad abhomynable in her studies; noon is that doith good, noon is til to oon.
Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. Na Rawiri. Kua ki te wairangi i tona ngakau, Kahore he Atua. Kua pirau ratou, he whakahouhou a ratou mahi, kahore tetahi e mahi ana i te pai.
2 The Lord bihelde fro heuene on the sones of men; that he se, if ony is vndurstondynge, ethir sekynge God.
I titiro iho a Ihowa i te rangi ki nga tama a te tangata, kia kite me kahore tetahi e mahara ana, e rapu ana i te Atua.
3 Alle bowiden awei, togidere thei ben maad vnprofitable; noon is that doth good, noon is `til to oon. The throte of hem is an open sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; the venym of snakis is vndur her lippis. Whos mouth is ful of cursyng and bittirnesse; her feet ben swift to schede out blood. Sorewe and cursidnesse is in the weies of hem, and thei knewen not the weie of pees; the drede of God is not bifor her iyen.
Kua peka ke ratou katoa kua pirau tahi: kahore tetahi e mahi ana i te pai, kohore kia kotahi.
4 Whether alle men that worchen wickidnesse schulen not knowe; that deuowren my puple, as mete of breed?
E kore ranei e mohio nga kaimahi katoa o te kino? e kai nei i toku iwi, me te mea e kai taro ana, a kahore e karanga ki a Ihowa.
5 Thei clepeden not the Lord; thei trembliden there for dreed, where was no drede;
Na, i reira ratou e tuiri noa ana: kei roto hoki te Atua i te whakatupuranga o te hunga tika.
6 for the Lord is in a riytful generacioun. Thou hast schent the counsel of a pore man; for the Lord is his hope.
Meinga ana e koutou te whakaaro o te hunga iti hei whakama, no te mea ko Ihowa tona piringa.
7 Who schal yyue fro Syon helthe to Israel? Whanne the Lord hath turned awei the caitifte of his puple; Jacob schal `fulli be ioiful, and Israel schal be glad.
Aue, me i puta mai te whakaoranga o Iharaira i Hiona! Kia whakahokia e Ihowa tana iwi i te whakarau, ka whakamanamana a Hakopa, ka hari a Iharaira.
