1 He himene na Rawiri, i a ia i te koraha o Hura. E te Atua, noku koe Atua; ka moata taku rapu i a koe. E hiainu ana toku wairua ki a koe, e hiahia ana oku kikokiko ki a koe, i te whenua maroke, ruha noa, kahore nei he wai.
2 Koia i titiro atu ai ahau ki a koe i te wahi tapu, kia kite ai i tou kaha, i tou kororia.
3 Pai atu tou aroha i te ora: mo reira ka whakamoemiti oku ngutu ki a koe.
4 Ina, ka whakapai ahau ki a koe i ahau ano e ora nei; ka totoro atu oku ringa i runga i tou ingoa.
5 Ka makona toku wairua, ano i te hinu wheua, i te ngako, a ka hari oku ngutu ina whakamoemiti toku mangai ki a koe.
6 Ina mahara ahau ki a koe i runga i toku moenga, ina whakaaro ki a koe i nga mataaratanga o te po.
7 Ko koe hoki toku kaiawhina: na ka hari ahau ki te taumarumarutanga iho o ou pakau.
8 Piri tonu toku wairua ki a koe: e tautoko ake ana tou matau i ahau.
9 Ko te hunga e whai ana i toku wairua kia whakangaromia, ka riro ratou ki nga wahi o raro rawa o te whenua.
10 Ka tukua atu ratou ki te kaha o te hoari: hei wahi ratou ma nga pokiha.
11 Tena ko te kingi, ka hari ia ki te Atua; ka whakamanamana nga tangata katoa ko ia nei ta ratou oati: a ka purua te mangai o te hunga katoa e korero teka ana.
1 A Psalm of David, in his being in the wilderness of Judah. O God, Thou [art] my God, earnestly do I seek Thee, Thirsted for Thee hath my soul, Longed for Thee hath my flesh, In a land dry and weary, without waters.
2 So in the sanctuary I have seen Thee, To behold Thy strength and Thine honour.
3 Because better [is] Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee.
4 So I bless Thee in my life, in Thy name I lift up my hands.
5 As [with] milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And [with] singing lips doth my mouth praise.
6 If I have remembered Thee on my couch, In the watches -- I meditate on Thee.
7 For Thou hast been a help to me, And in the shadow of Thy wings I sing.
8 Cleaved hath my soul after Thee, On me hath Thy right hand taken hold.
9 And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.
10 They cause him to run on the edge of the sword, A portion for foxes they are.
11 And the king doth rejoice in God, Boast himself doth every one swearing by Him, But stopped is the mouth of those speaking lies!