< Psalms 57 >

1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the cave. Have mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
Ki he Takimuʻa, ʻAli-Tasikiti, ko e Saame mahuʻinga ʻa Tevita, ʻi heʻene hola meia Saula ʻi he ʻana. Ke ke ʻaloʻofa kiate au, ʻE ʻOtua, ke ke ʻaloʻofa kiate au: he ʻoku falala hoku laumālie kiate koe: ʻio, pea te u hūfanga ʻi he malu ʻo ho kapakau, ke ʻoua ke mole ʻo ngata ʻae ngaahi kovi ni.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
Te u tangi ki he ʻOtua fungani māʻolunga, ki he ʻOtua ʻoku fai ʻae ngaahi meʻa kotoa pē maʻaku.
3 He will send from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that would swallowe me. (Selah) God wil send his mercy, and his trueth.
Pea te ne fekau mei he langi, ʻo fakamoʻui au, mei he lauʻikovi ʻo ia ʻoku ne fie folo au ke ʻosi. (Sila) ʻE fekau atu ʻe he ʻOtua ʻene ʻaloʻofa mo ʻene moʻoni.
4 My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sworde.
‌ʻOku ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe fanga laione hoku laumālie: pea ʻoku ou tokoto mo kinautolu kuo vela, ʻio, ʻae ngaahi foha ʻoe tangata, ko honau nifo ko e ngaahi tao mo e ngahau, pea ko honau ʻelelo ko e heletā māsila.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
‌ʻE ʻOtua, ke māʻolunga lahi hake koe ʻi he ngaahi langi; tuku ke māʻolunga hake ho nāunau ʻi māmani kotoa pē.
6 They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. (Selah)
Kuo nau teuteu ʻae kupenga ki hoku tuʻunga vaʻe; kuo mapelu ki lalo hoku laumālie: naʻa nau keli ʻae luo ʻi hoku ʻao, pea kuo tō ki ai ʻakinautolu. (Sila)
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
‌ʻOku maʻu hoku loto, ʻE ʻOtua, ʻoku maʻu hoku loto: te u hiva mo ʻatu ʻae fakamālō.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Ke ʻā hake, ʻa hoku nāunau; ʻā hake, ʻae saliteli mo e haʻape: te u ʻā hengihengi hake pe au.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
‌ʻE ʻEiki, te u fakamālō kiate koe ʻi he ʻao ʻoe kakai: te u hiva kiate koe ʻi he ngaahi puleʻanga.
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
He ʻoku lahi hoʻo ʻaloʻofa ʻo aʻu ki he ngaahi langi, mo hoʻo moʻoni ki he ngaahi ʻao.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
‌ʻE ʻOtua, ke māʻolunga lahi hake koe ʻi he ngaahi langi: tuku ke māʻolunga hake ho nāunau ʻi māmani kotoa pē.

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