3 Previously I did badly and I did not tell God about it. Because of that I kept on crying all day long, I was exhausted by the crying.
4 Day by day, night by night, you made it hard for me, Lord. I was weakened completely. In the summer the sun pierces the water and dries it up. In that same way you growled at me, Lord, and I became very weak and thin, I nearly died.
5 Then I told you true, like that I had done badly. I did not try to hide from you, I decided I would tell you the whole story, I told you I was ashamed of myself. Because of that you let me off completely.
6 Therefore all your people, the ones who believe in you, should tell you about their problems. They should ask you, “God, what should I do about this?” With doing that they will go well. When really big trouble comes for them, like a big flood rushing along in a creek, you will care for them, that trouble will not get high enough to carry them away.
7 I am safe when I am with you, You will keep me well when trouble might hurt me. You take my part. Therefore I sing loudly, “Ngarrka has saved me!”
8 The Boss says, “Listen to me! Don't be stupid like a horse or donkey. You must put a bridle on them. If you don't, they won't go where you want them to go. Don't be stupid like them. Should I have to put a bridle on you? No indeed! With my words I will teach you the way you should go. I will tell you what I want you to do. You should keep on paying attention to me.