Psalms 149

1 Alleluya. Synge ye to the Lord a newe song; hise heriyng be in the chirche of seyntis.

Whakamoemititia a Ihowa. Waiatatia ki a Ihowa he waiata hou, me te whakamoemiti ki a ia i te whakaminenga o te hunga tapu.

2 Israel be glad in hym that made hym; and the douytris of Syon make ful out ioye in her king.

Kia hari a Iharaira ki tona kaihanga: kia koa nga tama a Hiona ki to ratou Kingi.

3 Herie thei his name in a queer; seie thei salm to hym in a tympan, and sautre.

Kia whakamoemiti ratou ki tona ingoa me te kanikani ano: kia himene ratou ki a ia i runga i te timipera, i te hapa.

4 For the Lord is wel plesid in his puple; and he hath reisid mylde men in to heelthe.

E manako ana hoki a Ihowa ki tana iwi: mana e whakaataahua te hunga mahaki ki te whakaoranga.

5 Seyntis schulen make ful out ioye in glorie; thei schulen be glad in her beddis.

Kia koa te hunga tapu i runga i te kororia: kia hamama ratou i te hari i runga i o ratou moenga.

6 The ful out ioiyngis of God in the throte of hem; and swerdis scharp on `ech side in the hondis of hem.

Kia whai whakamoemiti o ratou mangai ki te Atua, kia whai hoari matarua to ratou ringa;

7 To do veniaunce in naciouns; blamyngis in puplis.

Hei rapu utu i nga tauiwi, hei whiu i nga iwi;

8 To bynde the kyngis of hem in stockis; and the noble men of hem in yrun manaclis.

Hei herehere i o ratou kingi ki te makameka, i o ratou tangata nunui ki nga here rino;

9 That thei make in hem doom writun; this is glorye to alle hise seyntis.

Hei whakaputa ki a ratou i te whakaritenga kua oti te tuhituhi: No tona hunga tapu katoa tenei honore. Whakamoemititia a Ihowa.