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.
As the hart pants after the water brooks, so pants my soul 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, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
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 meat day and night, while they continually say to me, 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.
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day.
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 cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
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 is cast down within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill 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 at the noise of your waterspouts: all your waves and your billows are gone 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.
Yet the LORD will command his loving kindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my 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 will say to God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
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?
As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, 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 cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
