< Psalms 63 >
1 A Psalm of David, in his being in the wilderness of Judah. O God, Thou [art] my God, earnestly do I seek Thee, Thirsted for Thee hath my soul, Longed for Thee hath my flesh, In a land dry and weary, without waters.
Ko e Saame ʻa Tevita, ʻi heʻene ʻi he toafa ʻo Siuta. ʻE ʻOtua, ko hoku ʻOtua koe; te u kumi vave kiate koe: ʻoku fieinu hoku laumālie kiate koe, ʻoku holi hoku kakano kiate koe ʻi he fonua mōmoa mo fieinua, ʻaia ʻoku ʻikai ha vai ʻi ai;
2 So in the sanctuary I have seen Thee, To behold Thy strength and Thine honour.
Ke mamata ki hoʻo māfimafi mo ho nāunau, ʻo hangē ko ʻeku mamata ai kiate koe ʻi he faletapu.
3 Because better [is] Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee.
ʻOku lelei lahi hake ʻa hoʻo ʻaloʻofa ʻi he moʻui, ko ia ʻe fakafetaʻi ai ʻa hoku loungutu kiate koe.
4 So I bless Thee in my life, in Thy name I lift up my hands.
Ko ia ʻe pehē pe ʻeku fakafetaʻi kiate koe lolotonga ʻeku moʻui: te u hiki hake hoku nima ʻi ho huafa.
5 As [with] milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And [with] singing lips doth my mouth praise.
ʻE mākona lelei hoku laumālie ʻo hangē ko e meʻa ʻi he ngako mo e meʻa momona; pea ʻe fakafetaʻi kiate koe ʻa hoku ngutu ʻi he loungutu fiefia.
6 If I have remembered Thee on my couch, In the watches — I meditate on Thee.
ʻI heʻeku manatu kiate koe ʻi hoku mohenga, ʻo fakalaulauloto kiate koe ʻi he ngaahi lakanga leʻo ʻi he poʻuli.
7 For Thou hast been a help to me, And in the shadow of Thy wings I sing.
Ko e meʻa ʻi hoʻo faʻa tokoni au, ko ia te u fiefia ai ʻi he malu ʻo ho kapakau.
8 Cleaved hath my soul after Thee, On me hath Thy right hand taken hold.
ʻOku pikitai maʻu pē hoku laumālie kiate koe: ʻoku poupou au ʻe ho nima toʻomataʻu.
9 And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.
Ka ko kinautolu ʻoku kumi hoku laumālie ke fakaʻauha ia, tenau ʻalu hifo ki he ngaahi potu ʻi lalo ʻi he fonua.
10 They cause him to run on the edge of the sword, A portion for foxes they are.
Tenau tō ʻi he heletā: tenau hoko ko e ʻinasi ʻoe fanga fokisi.
11 And the king doth rejoice in God, Boast himself doth every one swearing by Him, But stopped is the mouth of those speaking lies!
Ka ʻe fiefia ʻae tuʻi ʻi he ʻOtua; ko ia kotoa pē ʻoku fuakava ʻiate ia ʻe fiefia ia; ka ʻe tāpuni ʻae ngutu ʻokinautolu kotoa pē ʻoku lea loi.