Waiata 42
1 Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. He Makiri, ma nga tama a Koraha. Rite tonu ki te hata e kihakiha nei ki nga manga wai toku ngakau e kihakiha nei ki a koe, e te Atua.
For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You, O God.
2 E hiainu ana toku wairua ki te Atua, ki te Atua ora: a hea ahau tae ai, puta ai ki te aroaro o te Atua?
My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?
3 Ko oku roimata taku kai i te ao, i te po, i a ratou e mea tonu mai nei ki ahau, Kei hea tou Atua?
My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
4 Ka mahara ahau ki enei mea; me te wai toku ngakau e maringi ana i roto i ahau: i haere hoki ahau i roto i te huihui, i haere tahi matou ki te whare o te Atua, he hari te reo, he whakamoemiti, me te huihui e mea hakari ana.
These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God with shouts of joy and praise.
5 He aha koe i piko ai, e toku wairua? i ohorere ai i roto i ahau? Tumanako ki te Atua; tera ano ahau e whakawhetai ki a ia, mo te ora o tona mata.
Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.
6 E toku Atua, kua piko toku wairua i roto i ahau: koia ahau ka mahara ai ki a koe i te whenua o Horano, o nga Heremoni, i Maunga Mitara.
O my God, my soul despairs within me. Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon— even from Mount Mizar.
7 Rara ana tetahi rire ki tetahi rire i te haruru o au awhiowhio wai: tika ana au ngaru katoa me au tuatea i runga i ahau.
Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.
8 Ahakoa ra e whakahaua mai ano e Ihowa tona atawhai i te awatea; a he waiata taku ki a ia i te po, he inoi ki te Atua o toku ora.
The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day, and at night His song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.
9 Ka mea ahau ki te Atua, E toku kohatu, he aha koe i wareware ai ki ahau? He aha ahau ka haere pouri ai i te tukino a te hoariri?
I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”
10 Ano he hoari i roto i oku wheua te tawai a oku hoariri: i a ratou e mea mai nei ki ahau i nga ra katoa, Kei hea tou Atua?
Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
11 He aha koe i piko ai, e toku wairua? He aha koe i ohorere ai i roto i ahau? Tumanako ki te Atua: tera ano ahau e whakawhetai ki a ia, ko te ora nei ia o toku mata, ko toku Atua.
Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.
