Psalms 39

1 To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. — A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked [is] before me.'

Nai kan, pwe i ender wia dip ki lo i. I pan jali pena au ai arain en me japun o mi re i.

2 I was dumb [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

I kadukiedier ai lokaia o nenenlar o jolar inda duen peren a ai kalokolok lalaudalar.

3 Hot [is] my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

Monion i karakaradar nan kapedi, o ma i pan tamanda mepukat, a rajon kijiniai lulada; i ap lokaia kida lo i.

4 'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it [is],' I know how frail I [am].

Main, kotin padaki on ia, me maur i pan imwijokela, o imwi pan ai ran akan, me i pan jamoer.

5 Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. (Selah)

Mani, ai ran akan dueta talap en pa en aramaj re omui; o maur i likamata jota meakot mo’mui. Melel aramaj, me kin keleki pein i, kin dueta adiniai.

6 Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

Re kin alialu jili rajon mota, re kin katoutouki pein irail dodok mal. Re kin nanak pena ap jaja, ij me pan naineki.

7 And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it [is] of Thee.

Ari Main, ij me i en auiaui? I kaporoporeki komui.

8 From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.

Dore ia la jan dip ai karoj, o kom der mueid on, me pweipwei kan en kaurur kin ia.

9 I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou — Thou hast done [it].

I pan nenenla o jota jar pajan au ai, pwe kom kotin wiadar.

10 Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.

Kotin katukiedi omui kaloko ia; pwe nai dupok kilar ai kalokolok pan lim omui.

11 With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity [is] every man. (Selah)

Ma kom pan kaloke amen pweki dip a, mom a kajelel ap pan juedala likamada man en mot kanala. O meid mal aramaj karoj!

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And [to] my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I [am] with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

Main kom kotin ereki ni kapakap, o mani ai likwir, o der japaimokid ni ai janejan, pwe nai japwilim omui men kairu o pweledan omui wei men dueta jam ai kan karoj.

13 Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!

Kom kotin muei jan ia, pwe i en kelailada, mon ai pan kokowei o jolar mia.