Psalms 36
1 For the leader. Of the servant of the Lord, of David. Sin whispers within the heart of the wicked, who have no dread of God before their eyes.
IET me i men inda sang lol en mongiong i duen tiak en me sapung o: Sota lan Kot mi mon mas a.
2 It flatters them in their eyes that their sin will not be found out.
A kin kotaue o lingkaping, pwen pein i dadaurata a dodok sued, ap tataki me tei kan.
3 First, their speech becomes wicked and false, they give up acting wisely and well.
A lokaia karos me sued o likam; a pil sota kin duki ong padak, pwen wiada me mau.
4 Then they plot deliberate wrong, take their stand on the wicked way, without the least shrinking from evil.
A kin madamadaua pon a los. A kin weweid nani al me sota mau o sota kin suedeki me sapung.
5 Your love, O Lord, touches the heavens, your faithfulness reaches the clouds.
Maing, omui kalangan me ideda wong lang, o omui melel pil lel ong tapok kan.
6 Your justice is like the great mountains, your judgments are like the broad sea. Lord, you save people and animals.
Omui pung rasong nana en Kot akan, o omui kadeik kan me rasong iluk ileile kalank; Maing, komui me kotin dorela aramas o man akan.
7 How precious your love, O God! All may seek shelter in the shadow of your wings.
Meid kasampwal omui kalangan Maing Kot, pwe aramas akan kin diar wasan kamaio pan mot en lim omui!
8 They feast on the fat of your house, they drink of your brook of delights.
Re pan saliel kila dipisou toto nan tanpas omui, o kom kotin kanim pil kin irail peren laud rasong pilap pot.
9 For with you is the fountain of life, in the light that is yours we see light.
Pwe parer ong maur mi re omui, o ni omui marain, se kin kilang marain.
10 O continue your grace to the faithful, your love to the upright in heart.
Kom kotin dadaurata omui kalangan ong me asa komui, o omui pung ong me melel sang ni mongiong arail.
11 Let no arrogant foot tread upon me, no wicked hand drive me to exile.
Kom der mueid ong, i en tiatidi pan me aklapalap akan, o pa en me sapung kan ender kapup ia di.
12 There the workers of wrong lie prostrate, thrust down to rise up no more.
A mesued akan en pupedi wasa o, pwe ren lokidokila o solar memaureda.
