Saame 65
1 Ki he Takimuʻa, ko e Saame mo e Hiva ʻa Tevita. ʻE ʻOtua, ʻoku tatali ʻae fakamālō kiate koe ʻi Saione: pea ʻe fai kiate koe ʻae fuakava.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David—a song. Thine, are silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, —And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.
2 ʻA koe ʻoku ke ongoʻi ʻae lotu, ʻe aʻu atu kiate koe ʻae kakai kotoa pē.
Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
3 ʻOku mālohi kiate au ʻae ngaahi hia: pea ko ʻemau ngaahi talangataʻa te ke fakamaʻa ia ke ʻosi.
Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
4 ʻOku monūʻia ia ʻaia ʻoku ke fili, mo ke fakaofi ia kiate koe, koeʻuhi ke ne nofo ʻi ho lotoʻā: temau fiemālie ʻi he lelei ʻo ho fale, ʻio, ʻo ho faletapu māʻoniʻoni.
How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall abide in thy courts, —We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
5 ʻE ʻOtua ko homau fakamoʻui, te ke talia ʻakimautolu ʻi he ngaahi meʻa fakamanavahē ʻi he māʻoniʻoni; ʻa koe ko e ʻamanaki leleiʻanga ʻoe ngaahi ngataʻanga kotoa pē ʻo māmani, pea mo kinautolu ʻoku mamaʻo atu ʻi he tahi:
By things reverend in righteousness, wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the sea far away;
6 ʻAia ʻoku ne fokotuʻumaʻu ʻae ngaahi moʻunga ʻi hono mālohi; kuo nonoʻo ʻaki ʻae māfimafi:
Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
7 ʻAia ʻoku ne lolomi ʻae longoaʻa ʻoe ngaahi tahi, ko e longoaʻa ʻoe ngaahi peau, mo e maveuveu ʻoe kakai.
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
8 Pea ʻoku manavahē ʻi ho ngaahi fakaʻilonga ʻakinautolu ʻoku nofo ʻi he ngaahi potu mamaʻo: ʻoku ke fakafiefiaʻi ʻae ngaahi ʻaluʻanga ʻoe pongipongi mo e efiafi.
Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.
9 ʻOku ke ʻaʻahi ki he fonua, ʻo fakaviviku ia: ʻoku ke fakakoloa lahi ʻaki ia ʻae vaitafe ʻoe ʻOtua, ʻaia ʻoku pito ʻi he vai: ʻoku ke teuʻi ʻenau meʻakai, hili hoʻo tokonaki pehē ki ai.
Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it—The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:
10 ʻOku ke fakaviviku lahi hono tafungofunga ʻo ia: ʻoku ke pule ke tō ʻae ʻuha ki hono ngaahi keli: ʻoku ke fakamolū ʻaki ia ʻae ʻuha tuʻu mo tō: ʻoku ke tāpuaki hono tupu ʻo ia.
The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
11 ʻOku ke tatā ʻaki ʻae taʻu ʻa hoʻo angalelei; pea ʻoku ngangana mei ho ngaahi hala ʻae momona.
Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
12 ʻOku ngangana ia ki he ngaahi potu mohuku ʻoe toafa: pea fiefia ʻae ngaahi tafungofunga ʻi he potu kotoa pē.
Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
13 Kuo fakakofuʻaki ʻae fanga sipi ʻae ngaahi potu mohuku; pea kuo ʻufiʻufi foki ʻae ngaahi luo ʻaki ʻae uite; ʻoku nau kalanga ʻi he fiefia, ʻoku nau hiva foki.
Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
