Hopa 10
1 Kua hoha toku wairua ki toku ora; ka tukua e ahau taku tangi kia rere ana; ka korero ahau i te kikiwatanga o toku ngakau.
My soul is weary of my life, I will let go my speech against myself, I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 Ka mea ahau ki te Atua, Kaua ahau e whakahengia; whakakitea ki ahau te take i totohe ai koe ki ahau.
I will say to God: Do not condemn me: tell me why thou judgest me so.
3 He mea pai ranei ki a koe kia tukino koe, kia whakahawea ki te mahi a ou ringa, a kia whiti tou marama ki te whakaaro o te hunga kino?
Doth it seem good to thee that thou shouldst calumniate me, and oppress me, the work of thy own hands, and help the counsel of the wicked?
4 He kanohi kikokiko ranei ou? he penei ranei tau titiro me ta te tangata titiro?
Hast thou eyes of flesh: or, shalt thou see as man seeth?
5 He rite ranei ou ra ki o te tangata ra? He rite ranei ou tau ki o te tangata ra?
Are thy days as the days of man, and are thy years as the times of men:
6 I uiuia ai e koe toku kino, i rapua ai e koe toku hara?
That thou shouldst inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
7 Ahakoa e mohio ana ano koe ehara ahau i te mea he, kahore ano tetahi hei whakaora i roto i tou ringa?
And shouldst know that I have done no wicked thing, whereas there is no man that can deliver out of thy hand.
8 Na ou ringa ahau i mahi, i hanga, he mea hono marie i tetahi taha, i tetahi taha; otiia e whakangaromia ana ahau e koe.
Thy hands have made me, and fashioned me wholly round about, and dost thou thus cast me down headlong on a sudden?
9 Kia mahara ra, nau ahau i hanga, ano he paru; tera ranei koe e whakahoki ano i ahau ki te puehu?
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and thou wilt bring me into dust again.
10 He teka ianei he mea riringi ahau nau ano he waiu, meinga ana ahau e koe kia tetepe ano he tiihi?
Hast thou not milked me as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 Nau ahau i whakakakahu ki te kiri, ki te kikokiko, a nau ano ahau i hohou ki te wheua, ki te uaua.
Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh: thou hast put me together with bones and sinews:
12 Whakawhiwhi ana ahau e koe ki te ora, ki te atawhai, a he tirotirohanga mai nau i mau ai toku wairua.
Thou hast granted me life and mercy, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
13 Heoi huna ana ano enei mea e koe i roto i tou ngakau: e mohio ana hoki ahau kei a koe ano tenei.
Although thou conceal these things in thy heart, yet I know that thou rememberest all things.
14 Ki te hara ahau, ka matauria e koe; e kore ano koe e whakakahore ki toku he.
If I have sinned and thou hast spared me for an hour: why dost thou not suffer me to be clean from my iniquity?
15 Ki te he ahau, aue toku mate: ki te tika ahau, e kore tonu e ara toku mahunga; he ki hoki noku i te whakama me te titiro iho ki toku mate.
And if I be wicked, woe unto me: and if just, I shall not lift up my head, being filled with affliction and misery.
16 A ki te whakarewa ake toku mahunga i a ia, ka whaia ahau e koe ano he raiona; a ka whakakite ano koe i a koe, i tou miharo, ki ahau.
And for pride thou wilt take me as a lioness, and returning thou tormentest me wonderfully.
17 E whakahoutia ana e koe au kaiwhakaatu i oku he, e whakanuia ana hoki e koe tou riri ki ahau; ko nga putanga ketanga ko te whawhai hei pehi i ahau.
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and multipliest thy wrath upon me, and pains war against me.
18 He aha ra ahau i whakaputaina mai ai e koe i roto i te kopu? te hemo noa atu ai ahau, a kihai tetahi kanohi i kite i ahau.
Why didst thou bring me forth out of the womb: O that I had been consumed that eye might not see me!
19 Penei kua rite ahau, ano kua kahore noa iho; kua mauria atu ahau i te kopu ki te urupa.
I should have been as if I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.
20 He teka ranei he torutoru oku ra? Kati ra, waiho ake koa ahau, kia ahua makoha ana i tenei wa iti,
Shall not the fewness of my days be ended shortly? suffer me, therefore, that I may lament my sorrow a little:
21 Keiwha haere, ahau ki te wahi e kore nei ahau e hoki mai, ki te whenua o te pouri, o te atarangi o te mata;
Before I go, and return no more, to a land that is dark and covered with the mist of death:
22 Ki te whenua o te pouri kerekere, o te tino o te pouri; he whenua no te atarangi o te mate, kahore nei o reira tikanga, a ko tona marama, koia ano te pouri.
A land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death, and no order, but everlasting horror dwelleth.
