Psalms 142

1 Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

I LIKWIRKI nil laud on Ieowa, Ki nil ai i kin nidinideki on Ieowa.

2 In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

I kin kajanjale on i ai apwal akan, o i padaki on i katoutou pa i kan.

3 When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.

Nen i lao luetala, kom ap pan kotin apapwali. Irail rir wiai on ia injar eu liman al, me i kin weid ia.

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.

I kilan ni pali maun i, ari jota, me men jauaja ia; i jota kak pitila, pwe jota me kill idok ia.

5 I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

Main Ieowa, i likwir won komui, o potoan: Komui me ai paip, o pwaij ai nan jap en me maur akan.

6 Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

Kom kotin mani ai weriwer, pwe nai meid luet; dore ia la jan me kin pakipaki ia, pwe nai jota itar on ir.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

Kalua jan nen i nan imaten, pwe i en kapina mar omui. Me pun kan pan pokon don ia, ma kom pan kotin jauaja ia.