Waiata 42
1 Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. He Makiri, ma nga tama a Koraha. Rite tonu ki te hata e kihakiha nei ki nga manga wai toku ngakau e kihakiha nei ki a koe, e te Atua.
As the hart pants after the water brooks, so my soul pants after thee, O God.
2 E hiainu ana toku wairua ki te Atua, ki te Atua ora: a hea ahau tae ai, puta ai ki te aroaro o te Atua?
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
3 Ko oku roimata taku kai i te ao, i te po, i a ratou e mea tonu mai nei ki ahau, Kei hea tou Atua?
My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is thy God?
4 Ka mahara ahau ki enei mea; me te wai toku ngakau e maringi ana i roto i ahau: i haere hoki ahau i roto i te huihui, i haere tahi matou ki te whare o te Atua, he hari te reo, he whakamoemiti, me te huihui e mea hakari ana.
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
5 He aha koe i piko ai, e toku wairua? i ohorere ai i roto i ahau? Tumanako ki te Atua; tera ano ahau e whakawhetai ki a ia, mo te ora o tona mata.
Why are thou cast down, O my soul? And why are thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
6 E toku Atua, kua piko toku wairua i roto i ahau: koia ahau ka mahara ai ki a koe i te whenua o Horano, o nga Heremoni, i Maunga Mitara.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me. Therefore I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7 Rara ana tetahi rire ki tetahi rire i te haruru o au awhiowhio wai: tika ana au ngaru katoa me au tuatea i runga i ahau.
Deep calls to deep at the noise of thy waterfalls. All thy waves and thy billows have gone over me.
8 Ahakoa ra e whakahaua mai ano e Ihowa tona atawhai i te awatea; a he waiata taku ki a ia i te po, he inoi ki te Atua o toku ora.
Yet Jehovah will command his loving kindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, even a prayer to the God of my life.
9 Ka mea ahau ki te Atua, E toku kohatu, he aha koe i wareware ai ki ahau? He aha ahau ka haere pouri ai i te tukino a te hoariri?
I will say to God my rock, Why have thou forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 Ano he hoari i roto i oku wheua te tawai a oku hoariri: i a ratou e mea mai nei ki ahau i nga ra katoa, Kei hea tou Atua?
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me; while they continually say to me, Where is thy God?
11 He aha koe i piko ai, e toku wairua? He aha koe i ohorere ai i roto i ahau? Tumanako ki te Atua: tera ano ahau e whakawhetai ki a ia, ko te ora nei ia o toku mata, ko toku Atua.
Why are thou cast down, O my soul? And why are thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him, the help of my countenance, and my God.
