Tingtoeng 144
1 David kah Caemtloek ham ka kutdawn neh caemrhal ham ka kut aka cang puei, ka lungpang BOEIPA tah a yoethen pai saeh.
A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
2 Ka sitlohnah neh ka rhalvong, ka imsang neh kai ham kai aka hlawt ka photling, ka hmuiah ka pilnam aka hnaa amah dongah ni ka ying.
He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me.
3 BOEIPA aw hlang te metlam nim na ming tih amah hlanghing capa te amah la na moeh.
Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
4 Hlang he a hohing la lutlat tih a khohnin khaw mueihlip bangla khum.
Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
5 BOEIPA namah kah vaan ke koisu lamtah ha rhum laeh. Tlang ke puei lamtah khuu uh kangna saeh.
Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
6 Rhaek daeh sak lamtah amih te taekyak lah. Na thaltang dong lamtah amih te khawkkhek lah.
Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
7 Hmuensang lamkah na kut yueng lamtah kai m'paco lah. Tui len lamkah khaw, kholong hlang kah kut lamlong khaw kai n'huul lah.
Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
8 Amih ka te a poeyoek la cal uh tih a bantang bantang ah laithae om.
Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Pathen namah taengah laa thai ka sa saeh lamtah namah te thangpa parha neh kan tingtoeng eh.
I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
10 Manghai rhoek te loeihnah aka pae tih a sal David te boethae cunghang lamloh aka paco.
It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
11 Kai he m'paco lamtah kholong ca rhoek kut lamloh kai n'huul lah. Amih ka te a poeyoek la cal tih a bantang bantang ah a honghi kak la om.
Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
12 Kaimih koca rhoek tah a camoe vaengah mupoe bangla rhoeng. Ka tu rhoek te bawkim muei la a saek rhungsut bangla omuh.
That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:
13 Ka thaidi loh a com a luem lamkah te a khawk la a dang. Ka khohmuen ah ka boiva loh thawt tih pungtai.
That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
14 Ka boeihlum aka tloeng khaw puut pawt tih khumpael pawh. Te dongah henah loh kaimih toltung ah om pawh.
That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
15 Amah kah pilnam te tah a yoethen pai. BOEIPA te a Pathen la aka khueh pilnam te tah a yoethen pai.
Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
