Saame 59
1 Ki he Takimuʻa, ʻAli-Tasikiti, ko e Saame mahuʻinga ʻa Tevita, ʻi he fekau ʻa Saula ke nau leʻohi ʻae fale ke tāmateʻi ia. ʻE hoku ʻOtua, ke ke fakahaofi au mei hoku ngaahi fili: maluʻi au meiate kinautolu ʻoku tuʻu hake kiate au.
[For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.] Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
2 Ke ke fakahaofi au mei he kau fai kovi mo ke fakamoʻui au mei he kau tangata pani toto.
Deliver me from evildoers. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
3 Vakai, ʻoku nau tatali ʻo lama ki hoku laumālie: ʻE Sihova, kuo kātoa fakataha ʻae kau mālohi kiate au: ka ʻoku ʻikai ʻi heʻeku talangataʻa, pe ko ʻeku angahala.
For, look, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, YHWH.
4 ʻOku nau feleleʻi ʻo teuʻi ʻakinautolu, ka ʻoku ʻikai haʻaku kovi: ke ke ʻā ke tokoni au, pea ke ʻafioʻi.
I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, look, and help me.
5 Pea ko koe, ʻE Sihova, ko e ʻOtua, ʻoe ngaahi tokolahi, ko e ʻOtua ʻo ʻIsileli, ke ke ʻā hake ʻo ʻahiʻahi ki he hiteni kotoa pē: ʻoua naʻa ke ʻaloʻofa ki he kau angakovi kākā. (Sila)
You, YHWH, the God of hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
6 ʻOku nau liu mai ʻi he efiafi: ʻoku nau longoaʻa ʻo hangē ko e kulī, pea ʻalu fakatakamilo ʻi he kolo.
They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
7 Vakai, ʻoku nau hake ʻi honau ngutu: ʻoku ʻi honau loungutu ʻae ngaahi heletā: he ʻoku nau pehē, “ko hai ʻoku ne fanongo?”
Look, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?"
8 Ka ko koe, ʻE Sihova, te ke kata kiate kinautolu; te ke manuki ki he hiteni kotoa pē.
But you, YHWH, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
9 Pea koeʻuhi ko ʻene mālohi ko ia te u tatali ai kiate koe: he ko hoku hūfanga ʻae ʻOtua.
Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
10 Ko e ʻOtua ʻoku ʻaloʻofa kiate au te ne tokoni au: ʻe tuku kiate au ʻe he ʻOtua ke u mamata ki heʻeku holi ki hoku ngaahi fili.
My God of mercy will come to meet me. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
11 ʻOua naʻa ke tāmateʻi ʻakinautolu, telia naʻa ngalo ʻi hoku kakai; fakahēʻi ʻakinautolu ke mamaʻo ʻi ho mālohi; pea ʻohifo ki lalo ʻakinautolu, ʻE ʻEiki, ko homau fakaū.
Do not kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, YHWH our shield.
12 Ko e meʻa ʻi he angahala ʻa honau ngutu, mo e ngaahi lea ʻa honau loungutu, tuku ke moʻua ai ʻakinautolu ʻi heʻenau laukau: koeʻuhi ko e kape mo e loi ʻoku nau lea ʻaki.
For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
13 Fakaʻauha ʻakinautolu ʻi he houhau, fakaʻauha ʻakinautolu ke ʻoua naʻa kei ai ʻakinautolu: pea tuku ke ʻilo ʻekinautolu ʻoku pule, ʻae ʻOtua, ʻia Sēkope, ʻo aʻu ki he ngaahi ngataʻanga ʻo māmani. (Sila)
Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the farthest parts of the earth. (Selah)
14 Pea tuku kenau liu mai ʻi he efiafi; tuku kenau longoaʻa ʻo hangē ko e kulī, ʻo ʻalu fakatakamilo ʻi he kolo.
At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
15 Tuku kenau ʻalu ʻo hē fano ai pē ʻo kumi kai, pea lāunga ʻo kapau ʻe ʻikai tenau mākona.
They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied.
16 Ka te u hiva au ki ho mālohi; ʻio, te u hiva mālohi ʻi hoʻo ʻaloʻofa ʻi he pongipongi: he ko hoku ungaʻanga koe, mo e hūfanga kiate au ʻi he ʻaho ʻo ʻeku mamahi.
But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
17 ʻE hoku mālohi, te u hiva kiate koe: he ko hoku kalofanga ʻae ʻOtua, ko e ʻOtua ʻoku ʻaloʻofa kiate au.
To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
