Psalms 57
1 `In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, lese thou not the semeli song, `ether the `swete song of Dauid, `whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, For victorie, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple, whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. God, haue thou merci on me, haue thou merci on me; for my soule tristith in thee. And Y schal hope in the schadewe of thi wyngis; til wickidnesse passe.
Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. Aratakiti. He Mikitama. Na Rawiri, i tona rerenga i a Haora i a ia nei i roto i te ana. Tohungia ahau, e te Atua, tohungia ahau, e whakawhirinaki ana hoki toku wairua ki a koe: ae, ka piri ahau ki raro ki te taumarumarut anga o ou pakau, kia pahemo ra ano enei mate.
2 I schal crye to God altherhiyeste; to God that dide wel to me.
Ka karanga ahau ki te Atua, ki te Runga Rawa, ki te Atua e oti ai aku mea katoa.
3 He sente fro heuene, and delyuerede me; he yaf in to schenschip hem that defoulen me. God sente his merci and his treuthe,
Ka unga mai e ia he kaiwhakaora moku i te rangi, ina tawai te tangata e mea ana kia horomia ahau; (Hera) ka unga mai e te Atua tana mahi tohu me tona pono.
4 and delyuerede my soule fro the myddis of whelpis of liouns; Y slepte disturblid. The sones of men, the teeth of hem ben armuris and arowis; and her tunge is a scharp swerd.
Kei waenganui toku wairua i nga raiona: e takoto ana ahau i waenganui i te hunga e kaia ana e te ahi; i nga tama hoki a te tangata, he tao nei o ratou niho, he pere, he hoari koi ano o ratou arero.
5 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie aboue al erthe.
Kia whakanuia koe, e te Atua, ki runga ake i nga rangi: hei runga atu i te whenua katoa tou kororia.
6 Thei maden redi a snare to my feet; and thei greetly boweden my lijf. Thei delueden a diche bifore my face; and thei felden doun in to it.
Kua whakatakotoria e ratou he kupenga mo oku takahanga, kua piko toku wairua: kua keria e ratou he poka ki toku aroaro, a taka iho ko ratou ano ki roto. (Hera)
7 God, myn herte is redi, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm.
Pamau tonu toku ngakau, e te Atua, pumau tonu toku ngakau: ka waiata ahau, ae, ka himene ahau.
8 Mi glorie, rise thou vp; sautrie and harpe, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
E ara, e toku kororia; e ara, e te hatere, e te hapa: ka ara wawe ano ahau.
9 Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm among hethene men.
Ka whakamoemiti ahau ki a koe, e te Ariki, i waenganui i nga iwi; ka himene ki a koe i waenganui i nga tauiwi.
10 For thi merci is magnified til to heuenes; and thi treuthe til to cloudis.
He nui hoki tau mahi tohu, a tutuki noa ki nga rangi, me tou pono a tutuki noa ki nga kapua.
11 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
Kia whakanuia koe, e te Atua, ki runga i nga rangi: hei runga i te whenua katoa tou kororia.
