Pjalm 144
Kadede Kap (Pohnpeian New Testament and Psalms)
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
1KAPI N o n Ieowa ai paip, me kin padaki o n pa i kat pei, o jondin pa i kat mauin.
1A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
2Komui ai mak, o ai kel, o ai imate n ileile, o ai jaundor, o pere pa i, i me i kin liki, me kin kaloedi o n ia nai aramaj akan.
2My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and He in whom I take refuge; who subdueth my people under me.
3Dakot aramaj o, pwe komui kin kotin kupukupura i, de nain aramaj, pwe komui kin kotin apapwali i?
3LORD, what is man, that Thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him?
4Aramaj amen dueta jota meakot, a anjau kin ta n wei dueta mota.
4Man is like unto a breath; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
5Mai n Ieowa, kotikidi japwilim ar la n akan o kotidi do n kit, kotin jair nana kan, pwe adiniai en kujuda.
5O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
6O kotin kadarado liol, pwen kamueit ir paja n , kajiki wei japwilim ar kana n an kajik kan, pwen kamajak ir wei.
6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.
7Kapawei lim ar akan ja n ni mol omui waja ileile o dore ia la, o kotin kamaur ia da ja n nan pil kalaimun o ja n nan pa en nain men wai.
7Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;
8Me au arail kin lokaia likam o ar wiawia kan me japu n .
8Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
9MAI N Kot, i pan kaule kin komui kaul kap pot, i pan kajanki o n komui arp, pjalter me jal eijok.
9O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;
10Komui me kotiki o n nanmarki kan, ren poedi, o dorela japwilim omui ladu Dawrid ja n ni kodlaj en me jued.
10Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.
11Re pil kotin dore ia la ja n nan pa en nain men wai, me au arail kin lokaia likam o ar wiawia kan me japu n .
11Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
12Pwe nait putak kan en kakairida dueta tuka mau kan, o nait jeripein dueta maj en did en nan kaim en im li n an eu.
12We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;
13Pwe at pera en nak en dir en kijin ma n a, en itar o n kikiwei jo n karoj, o at jip akan en kaparapar mau, wiala kid o n en pon at moj o.
13Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
14O at kau ol en kak o n dodok toto, pwe jota me jued kot de men kuli, de ja n eja n en wiaui nan al at akan.
14Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;
15Meid pai wei eu, me kin due met! Meid pai wei eu, me Ieowa arail Kot!
15Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is the people whose God is the LORD.
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