Hopa 17
1 Kua pau toku manawa, moti rawa oku ra, kua rite te urupa moku.
My breath is exhausted; My days are at an end; The grave is ready for me.
2 He pono he hunga tawai enei kei ahau, a kei roto tonu toku kanohi i a ratou whakakarangitanga.
Are not revilers before me? And doth not my eye dwell upon their provocations?
3 Tena ra, homai he punga ko koe tonu hei whakakapi turanga moku; ko wai hei papaki ringa ki ahau?
Give a pledge, I pray thee; be thou a surety for me with thee; Who is he that will strike hands with me?
4 Kua huna hoki e koe to ratou ngakau kei mohio; na reira e kore koe e whakaneke ake i a ratou.
Behold, thou hast blinded their understanding; Therefore thou wilt not suffer them to prevail.
5 Ko te tangata e whaki ana i ona hoa, he mea mo te utu, ko nga kanohi tonu o ana tamariki e hemo.
He who delivereth up his friends as a prey, —The eyes of his children shall fail.
6 Kua meinga hoki ahau e ia hei hahani ma nga iwi; a kua waiho marakerake ahau hei whakaetietinga.
He made me the by-word of the people; Yea, I have become their abhorrence.
7 Kua atarua toku kanohi i te tangi, rite tonu ki te atarangi oku wahi katoa.
My eye therefore is dim with sorrow, And all my limbs are as a shadow.
8 Ka miharo te hunga tika ki tenei, a ka whakaoho te tangata harakore i a ia ano hei whakahe i te atuakore.
Upright men will be astonished at this, And the innocent will rouse themselves against the wicked.
9 Otiia ka mau te tangata tika ki tona ara, a ko te tangata ringa ma ka neke haere ake te kaha.
The righteous will also hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands will gather strength.
10 Ko koutou katoa ia tahuri, anga mai nei, e kore hoki tetahi tangata mahara e kitea e ahau i roto i a koutou.
But as for you all, return, I pray! I find not yet among you one wise man.
11 Kua pahemo oku ra, motumotuhia ake oku whakaaro i whakatakoto ai, tae noa ki nga whakaaro o toku ngakau.
My days are at an end; My plans are broken off; Even the treasures of my heart.
12 Ko te po kua meinga e ratou hei ao; ko te marama, e ki ana ratou, e tata tonu ana ki te pouri.
Night hath become day to me; The light bordereth on darkness.
13 Ki te titiro ahau i te reinga hei whare moku; mehemea kua wharikitia e ahau toku moenga ki te pouri; (Sheol h7585)
Yea, I look to the grave as my home; I have made my bed in darkness. (Sheol h7585)
14 Mehemea kua karanga ahau ki te pirau, ko koe toku papa; ki te iro ranei, ko koe toku whaea, toku tuahine!
I say to the pit, Thou art my father! And to the worm, My mother! and, My sister!
15 Kei hea ra he tumanakohanga atu moku? A ko taku e tumanako atu ai ko wai e kite?
Where then is my hope? Yea, my hope, who shall see it?
