Waiata 3
1 He himene na Rawiri, i tona omanga atu i tana tama i a Apoharama. E Ihowa, ano te tini o oku hoariri, he tokomaha te hunga e whakatika mai ana ki ahau.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
2 He tokomaha te mea ana ki toku wairua, hore rawa he whakaoranga mona i te Atua. (Hera)
Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
3 Ko koe ia, e Ihowa, hei whakangungu rakau moku, hei kororia moku, hei kaiwhakaara i toku matenga.
But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
4 I karanga toku reo ki a Ihowa: a whakahoki kupu mai ana ia ki ahau i tona maunga tapu. (Hera)
I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
5 I takoto ahau, i moe; i ara ake ano; na Ihowa hoki ahau i whakamau ake.
I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
6 E kore ahau e mataku i nga mano tini o te iwi, kua whakatika mai nei ki ahau karopoti noa.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
7 Whakatika, e Ihowa; whakaorangia ahau, e toku Atua: nau hoki i patu te kauae o oku hoariri katoa; mangungu noa i a koe nga niho o te hunga kino.
Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Na Ihowa te whakaoranga: kei runga i tau iwi tau manaaki. (Hera)
Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
