Psalms 57
1 To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. Aratakiti. He Mikitama. Na Rawiri, i tona rerenga i a Haora i a ia nei i roto i te ana. Tohungia ahau, e te Atua, tohungia ahau, e whakawhirinaki ana hoki toku wairua ki a koe: ae, ka piri ahau ki raro ki te taumarumarut anga o ou pakau, kia pahemo ra ano enei mate.
2 I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
Ka karanga ahau ki te Atua, ki te Runga Rawa, ki te Atua e oti ai aku mea katoa.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
Ka unga mai e ia he kaiwhakaora moku i te rangi, ina tawai te tangata e mea ana kia horomia ahau; (Hera) ka unga mai e te Atua tana mahi tohu me tona pono.
4 My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Kei waenganui toku wairua i nga raiona: e takoto ana ahau i waenganui i te hunga e kaia ana e te ahi; i nga tama hoki a te tangata, he tao nei o ratou niho, he pere, he hoari koi ano o ratou arero.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Kia whakanuia koe, e te Atua, ki runga ake i nga rangi: hei runga atu i te whenua katoa tou kororia.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
Kua whakatakotoria e ratou he kupenga mo oku takahanga, kua piko toku wairua: kua keria e ratou he poka ki toku aroaro, a taka iho ko ratou ano ki roto. (Hera)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
Pamau tonu toku ngakau, e te Atua, pumau tonu toku ngakau: ka waiata ahau, ae, ka himene ahau.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
E ara, e toku kororia; e ara, e te hatere, e te hapa: ka ara wawe ano ahau.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
Ka whakamoemiti ahau ki a koe, e te Ariki, i waenganui i nga iwi; ka himene ki a koe i waenganui i nga tauiwi.
10 For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
He nui hoki tau mahi tohu, a tutuki noa ki nga rangi, me tou pono a tutuki noa ki nga kapua.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Kia whakanuia koe, e te Atua, ki runga i nga rangi: hei runga i te whenua katoa tou kororia.
