K ia anga mai, e toku Atua, tou taringa, whakarongo hoki, titiro mai hoki ou kanohi, kia kitea ai e koe o matou matenga, me te pa ano kua huaina nei tou ingoa mo reira: ehara hoki i te mea he tika no matou i tukua atu ai e matou a matou inoi ki t ou aroaro, engari he nui no au mahi tohu.
`Incline, O my God, Thine ear, and hear, open Thine eyes and see our desolations, and the city on which Thy name is called; for not for our righteous acts are we causing our supplications to fall before Thee, but for Thy mercies that many.
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