Psalms 144
1 By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Hina Gode da na Gaga: sudafa! Ema nodoma! E da na gegema: ne adoba: sa. Amola na gegema: ne momagesa.
2 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
E da na gagulasa amola na gaga: sa. E da na ougiha aligisu dunu esala, amola na gaga: su dunu esala. Na da se mae nabawane hahawane masa: ne, Ea hou dafawaneyale dawa: sa. E da niha fifi asi gala banenesisa
3 Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
Hina Gode! Osobo bagade dunu ilia da hamedei agoai galebe. Dia abuliba: le ilima asigibala: ?
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
Ninia da fo fonomene agoai ba: sa. Ninia esalebe eso da baba bobaligilalebe agoai ba: sa.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
Hina Gode! Mu gadelale fasili, gudu sa: ima! Goumi digili ba: ma! Amasea, goumi da mobi bubugilalebe ba: mu.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
Dia ha lai afagogoma: ne, ha: ha: na gala: su iasima. Dia ha lai dunu hobeama: ne, dadia gala: le se bobogema.
7 Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
Na da hano lugudua mogo sososa. Dia gadodili, lobo ligia guduli, na hiougia gadoma. Ga fi dunu ilia gasaga na hasalasa: besa: le, Dia gaga: ma.
8 Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
Ilia da dafawane sia: hamedafa sia: sa. Amola ilia hamomusa: ilegele sia: sea, ogogosa.
9 O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.
Gode! Na da Dima gesami gaheabolo hea: mu. Na da sani baidama dusa, Dima gesami hea: mu.
10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.
Di da hina bagade ilia ha lai hasalasima: ne hamosa. Amola Dia hawa: hamosu dunu Da: ibidi gaga: sa.
11 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
Na dodona: gi ha lai dunu da na osa: la heda: sa: besa: le, Dia na gaga: ma. Ga fi dunu ilia gasaga na hasalasa: besa: le, Dia gaga: ma. Ilia da dafawane sia: hamedafa sia: sa. Amola ilia hamomusa: ilegele sia: sea, ogogosa.
12 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished — the likeness of a palace,
Ninia dunu mano ayeligi amolali, da ha: i manu bugi nasegagini heda: be agoai ganumu da defea. Amola ninia idiwilali, ilia da noga: le lelu duni bugi amo da hina bagade ea diasu hegomaia nina: hamonanebe, amo agoai ba: mu da defea.
13 Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
Ninia liligi legesu diasu ilia ha: i manu amoga nabai ba: mu da defea. Ninia sibi amo da nasegagi sogega esalebe, ilia mano osea: idafa lalelegemu da defea.
14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
Ninia bulamagau da mae daba: me asili, mano osea: idafa lalelegemu da defea. Ninia moilai logo ganodini, se nabasu wele sia: su hame nabimu da defea.
15 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!
Fifi asi afae da amo hou ba: sea, hahawane bagade ganumu. Amola ilia da Hina Gode amo ilia Godedafa ilegesea, ilia da hahawane bagade ganumu.
