Saam 7
1 Daid ih Shiggaion laa; Benjamin acaeng Kush ih lokthuihaih to anih mah Angraeng khaeah laa ah sak. Angraeng ka Sithaw, nang khaeah ka buep: kai pacaekthlaek kaminawk boih ban thung hoiah na pahlong ah loe, na loisak ah.
Ode of David: which he sang unto Yahweh, on account of the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Yahweh my God, in thee, have I sought refuge, —Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me:
2 To tih ai nahaeloe misa mah kaipui baktiah ka hinghaih to asik pet tih boeh.
Lest one tear, as a lion, my soul, —and there be no deliverer to rescue.
3 Aw Angraeng ka Sithaw, hae hmuen ka sak pongah, ka ban ah zaehaih to oh moeng moe,
O Yahweh my God, If I have done this, If there hath been perversity in my hands:
4 kai hoi angdaeh kami khaeah ka sae hmuen to ka sak, ue, takung tidoeh om ai ah, ka misa ih hmuen to ka lomh pae moeng nahaeloe;
If I have requited my friend with wrong, —or have oppressed mine adversary without need,
5 ka misa mah ka hinghaih to la nasoe loe, pacaekthlaek nasoe; ue, ka hinghaih long ah atii nasoe loe, kai pakoehhaih to maiphu ah suem nasoe. (Selah)
Let an enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it, that he may tread down, to the earth, my life, —and, mine honour—in the dust, he may cause to dwell. (Selah)
6 Aw Angraeng, palungphuihaih hoiah angthawk ah loe, ka misanawk palungphuihaih to pakaa ah: kai han angthawk ah loe, na thuih ih lok baktih toengah lok to takroek ah.
Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up, because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:
7 Kaminawk loe amkhueng o moe, nang ang ven o; nihcae han hmuensang ah amlaem let ah.
When, the assembly of peoples, gather round thee, then, above it—on high, do thou return!
8 Angraeng mah kaminawk to lokcaek tih: aw Angraeng, ka toenghaih hoi kai thungah kaom akoephaih baktih toengah, nang mah lokcaek ah.
Yahweh, will judge the peoples, —Do me justice, O Yahweh, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity upon me,
9 Kami poekhaih khenkung, poeksae kami sethaih to boengsak ah loe, katoeng kami to caksak ah: aw katoeng Sithaw, nang loe palungthin ni na khet.
Let the wrong of the lawless, I pray thee, come to an end, and establish thou him that is righteous, —for, a trier of hearts and reins, is God the righteous one.
10 Poek toeng kaminawk pahlongkung Sithaw loe, kang vaenghaih ah oh.
My shield, is held by God, who is ready to save the upright in heart:
11 Sithaw loe lokcaekkung katoeng ah oh, poeksae kami nuiah loe ni thokkruek palungphuihaih to amtuengsak.
A God to vindicate the righteous, —And yet a God to be indignant throughout every day.
12 Anih amlaem let ai nahaeloe, angmah ih sumsen to taak tih; angmah ih kalii to takoih ueloe, suem coek tih.
If he turn not, his sword, will he whet, —his bow, hath he bent, and made ready:
13 Anih hanah duekhaih hmuennawk to paroep pae moe, pacaekthlaek kaminawk kah hanah angmah ih kaliinawk to pathoep coek boeh.
But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:
14 Khenah, anih loe kasae to zokpomh; kasae poekhaih hoiah zokpomh moe, amrohaih to tacawtsak.
Lo! he gendereth trouble, and conceiveth mischief, but giveth birth to a disappointment:
15 Anih loe tangqom to takaeh moe, a takaeh ih tangqom thungah krak.
A pit, he cut out, and digged it, and then fell into the ditch he had made:
16 A poeksethaih to angmah ih lu nuiah krah let ueloe, minawk nganbawh kana paekhaih doeh a lu nuiah krah lat tih.
His mischief, turneth back, on his own head, —and, on his own crown, his violence, descendeth.
17 A toenghaih baktih toengah Angraeng to ka saphaw moe, Sang Koek Angraeng ih ahmin pakoehhaih laa to ka sak han.
I will praise Yahweh according to his righteousness, —and will praise in song the Name of Yahweh Most High.
