Waiata 144
1 Na Rawiri. Kia whakapaingia a Ihowa, toku kamaka, e whakaako nei i oku ringa ki te whawhai, i oku maihao ki te tatau;
A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
2 Ko te atawhai moku, ko toku pa, ko toku pourewa me toku kaiwhakaora; ko toku whakangungu rakau, ko taku e whakawhirinaki ai; ko te kaipehi hoki o toku iwi ki raro i ahau.
He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me.
3 E Ihowa, he aha te tangata i maharatia ai ia e koe? Te tama ranei a te tangata i whakaaroa ai ia e koe?
Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
4 Ko te rite o te tangata kei te mea memeha noa: ona ra me te mea he atarangi e rere atu ana.
Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
5 Whakapikoa iho ou rangi e Ihowa, a heke iho: pa ki nga maunga, a ka pongere.
Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
6 Kokiritia mai he uira hei whakamarara i a ratou: koperea mai au pere, kia whati ai ratou.
Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
7 Totoro iho tou ringa i runga: tangohia ahau, whakaorangia ahau i nga wai nunui, i te ringa o nga tangata ke;
Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
8 E korero teka nei to ratou mangai, a he ringa matau teka to ratou ringa matau.
Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Ka waiatatia e ahau he waiata hou ki a koe, e te Atua: ka himene atu ahau ki a koe i runga i te hatere aho tekau.
I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
10 Ko ia te kaihomai i te whakaoranga ki nga kingi, te kaiwhakaora i a Rawiri, i tana pononga, i te hoari whakamate.
It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
11 Tangohia ahau, whakaorangia hoki i nga ringa o nga tangata ke, e korero teka nei o ratou mangai, a he ringa matau teka to ratou ringa matau.
Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
12 A, kia rite a matou tama i to ratou taitamarikitanga ki nga mahuri e tupu ake ana; a matou tamahine hoki ki nga kohatu kokonga, whakapaipai rawa, no te whare rangatira te tauira;
That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:
13 Kia ki a matou pakoro, mo te tiki noa atu i tena mea, i tena mea: kia mano, kia tini nga hua o a matou hipi i o matou parae;
That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
14 Kia taimaha a matou kau i nga pikaunga; kia kahore he pakarutanga mai ki roto, he whatinga atu hoki ki waho, a kia kahore he aue i o matou huarahi;
That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
15 Ka hari te iwi e pena ana: ae, ka hari te iwi ko Ihowa nei to ratou Atua.
Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
