Saam 75
1 Katoeng kruek zaehoikung hanah. Altashit ah sak koi Asaph ih Saam laa. Aw Sithaw, anghoehaih lok kang thuih o; nang khaeah anghoehaih lawk kang thuih o; na hmin loe anghnaih boeh, tiah dawnrai na toksakhaih hmuennawk mah amtuengsak.
To the Overseer. — 'Destroy not.' — A Psalm of Asaph. — A Song. We have given thanks to Thee, O God, We have given thanks, and near [is] Thy name, They have recounted Thy wonders.
2 Kahoih atue khaehhaih to ka hnuk naah, katoeng ah lok ka caek han.
When I receive an appointment, I — I do judge uprightly.
3 Long hoi kaminawk boih tasoeh o naah, tungnawk to kacakah ka patawnh pae. (Selah)
Melted is the earth and all its inhabitants, I — I have pondered its pillars. (Selah)
4 Kamthunawk khaeah, amthu o hmah lai ah; kasae kaminawk khaeah, taki pathawk tahang hmah;
I have said to the boastful, 'Be not boastful,' And to the wicked, 'Raise not up a horn.'
5 na taki to van bangah pathawk tahang hmah; tahnong payuengh tahanghaih hoiah lok to thui hmah, tiah ka naa.
Raise not up on high your horn, (Ye speak with a stiff neck.)
6 Pakoehhaih loe ni angyae bang, niduem bang, to tih ai boeh loe aloih bang hoiah doeh angzo ai.
For not from the east, or from the west, Nor from the wilderness — [is] elevation.
7 Toe lokcaekkung loe Sithaw ni; maeto loe pakhrak tathuk, maeto loe pasangh tahang.
But God [is] judge, This He maketh low — and this He lifteth up.
8 Angraeng ban ah boengloeng maeto oh; misurtui loe thim moe, ahmui congca hoi angbaeh; anih mah to misurtui to kraih; kanghmat to long ih kasae kaminawk boih mah naek o.
For a cup [is] in the hand of Jehovah, And the wine hath foamed, It is full of mixture, and He poureth out of it, Only its dregs wring out, and drink, Do all the wicked of the earth,
9 Toe kai loe dungzan khoek to ka taphong han; Jakob ih Sithaw khaeah pakoehhaih laa to ka sak han.
And I — I declare [it] to the age, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.
10 Kasae kaminawk ih takiinawk to ka boeng pae boih han; toe katoeng kaminawk ih taki loe pakoehhaih om tih.
And all horns of the wicked I cut off, Exalted are the horns of the righteous!
