A ue, me he tihokahoka toku, he mea na te tira haere i te koraha! kia whakarerea ai e ahau taku iwi, kia mawehe ai i roto i a ratou, he hunga puremu katoa nei hoki ratou, he huihuinga no te hunga tinihanga.
Oh that I had in the desert A wayfarers’ lodging place; That I might leave my people And go from them! For all of them are adulterers, An assembly of treacherous men.
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