Ihaia 25

1 E Ihowa, ko koe toku Atua; ka whakanuia koe e ahau, ka whakamoemititia e ahau tou ingoa; he mahi whakamiharo hoki au, ara ko nga whakaaro i takoto nei i mua, i runga i te pono, i te tika.

O Yahweh! my God, thou art, I will exalt thee, I will praise thy Name, For thou hast done a wonderful thing, —Purposes of long ago Faithfulness in truth.

2 Kua meinga hoki e koe te pa hei puranga; te pa kaha, hei ururua; te whare kingi o nga tangata ke, kore iho tera pa; e kore e hanga a ake ake.

For thou hast made, of a citadel, a mound, of a defenced city, a ruin, —palaces for foreigners to be no city, To times age-abiding, shall it not be built.

3 Na ka whakakororiatia koe e te iwi kaha, ka wehi te pa o nga iwi nanakia i a koe.

For this cause! shall glorify thee—a strong people, the city of tyrannous nations shall revere thee;

4 Hei pa kaha hoki koe mo te ware, hei pa kaha mo te rawakore i tona henga, hei whakaruru kei mate i te tupuhi, hei whakahauhau mo te werawera, ina rite te hau o te hunga nanakia ki te tupuhi e aki mai ana ki te taiepa.

For thou didst become A refuge to the weak. A refuge to the needy, when distress was upon him, —A shelter from the storm. A shade from the heat, When the blast of tyrants was like a storm against a wall.

5 Ka rite ki te mahana i te wahi maroke te ngangau o nga tangata ki ka whakahokia iho nei e koe; ka rite ki te mahana i nga wa e whakamarumarua ana e te kapua, ka iti iho te waiata a te hunga nanakia.

As heat in a desert, the pomp of foreigners, wilt thou subdue, —Heat—with the shade of a cloud, The song of tyrants! become low.

6 A ka tukua e Ihowa o nga mano he hakari ma nga iwi katoa ki runga ki tenei maunga, he mea momona, he waina nganga hei hakari, he mea momona, ki tonu i te hinu wheua, he waina nganga, tatari rawa.

Then will Yahweh of hosts prepare for all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of old wines, —Of fat things full of marrow, Of old wines well refined;

7 Ka whakakahoretia ano e ia i runga i tenei maunga te mata o te hipoki e hipoki nei i nga iwi katoa, me te taupoki e taupoki nei i nga tauiwi katoa.

And he will swallow up in this mountain, The mask of the veil, the veil that is upon all the peoples, —And the web that is woven over all the nations.

8 Kua horomia e ia te mate ake ake; a ka horoia e te Ariki, e Ihowa, nga roimata o nga kanohi katoa, ka whakakahoretia ano e ia te whakahawea ki tana iwi puta noa i te whenua; na Ihowa nei hoki te kupu.

Having swallowed up death itself victoriously, My Lord, Yahweh, will wipe away, tears from off all faces, —And the reproach of his own people, will he remove from off all the earth, For, Yahweh, hath spoken.

9 Ko te kupu ano tenei i taua ra, Nana, ko to tatou Atua tenei: i tatari tatou ki a ia, ka ora ano tatou i a ia: ko Ihowa tenei; i tatari tatou ki a ia; ka hari tatou, ka koa ki tana whakaoranga.

So shall it be said, in that day, Lo! our God, is this! We waited for him, that he might save us, —This, is Yahweh! We waited for him, Let us exult and rejoice in his salvation.

10 No te mea ka okioki te ringa o Ihowa ki tenei maunga, a ka takahia a Moapa ki raro i tona wahi, me te kakau witi e takahia ana ki te wai o te puranga paru.

For the hand of Yahweh will settle down in this mountain, —Then shall Moab be trodden down in its place, Like the treading down of a strawheap in the water of a dunghill;

11 A ka totoro ona ringa i waenganui o reira pera me te kaikauhoe e toro ana i ona ringa ina kauhoe ia; ka tukua hoki ki raro tona whakapehapeha me nga mahi a ona ringa.

Should he spread forth his hands in the midst thereof, As a swimmer spreadeth forth to swim, Then would be laid low his pride, together with the devices of his hands.

12 Na, ko te wahi kaha o te pourewa tiketike o ou taiepa, kua tukua iho e ia, takoto rawa, pa rawa ki te whenua, ki te puehu rawa.

Yea, the lofty stronghold of thy walls, Hath he brought down—Laid low—Levelled to the ground even unto the dust.