Tingtoeng 2
1 Ba ham lae namtom rhoek khopo uh tih a poeyoek la namtu te a taeng uh?
Why are the nations in tumultuous agitation, and [why] do the peoples meditate a vain thing?
2 Diklai manghai rhoek boeica rhoek loh thikat la tingtun uh, BOEIPA neh BOEIPAamah kah Messiah te a pai thil uh tih,
The kings of the earth set themselves, and the princes plot together, against Jehovah and against his anointed:
3 “Amih kah kuelrhui te bawt uh sih lamtah, mamih pum kah rhuivaeh voeih pa sih,” a ti uh.
Let us break their bonds asunder, and cast away their cords from us!
4 Vaan ah aka ngol Boeipa loh amih te a nueih thil tih, a tamdaeng,
He that dwelleth in the heavens shall laugh, the Lord shall have them in derision.
5 Te vaengah A thintoek neh amih te a voek tih a thinsa neh amih te a let sak.
Then will he speak to them in his anger, and in his fierce displeasure will he terrify them:
6 Te dongah kai loh kamah kah manghai te kamah kah Zion tlang cim ah ka hol coeng,” a ti.
And I have anointed my king upon Zion, the hill of my holiness.
7 BOEIPA loh kai taengah, “Nang tah kamah ca ni, Tihnin ah kai loh nang kan sak,” a ti oltlueh te ka doek ni.
I will declare the decree: Jehovah hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; I this day have begotten thee.
8 Kai taengah ham bih lamtah namtom boeih te na rho la kam paek vetih na khohut loh kho bawt kho le a pha ni.
Ask of me, and I will give thee nations for an inheritance, and for thy possession the ends of the earth:
9 Amih te thi caitueng neh na talh vetih, amsai kah hnopai bangla amih te na phop ni.
Thou shalt break them with a sceptre of iron, as a potter's vessel thou shalt dash them in pieces.
10 Te dongah manghai rhoek lungming la om uh saeh. Diklai laitloek rhoek toel uh laeh.
And now, O kings, be ye wise, be admonished, ye judges of the earth.
11 BOEIPA te hinyahnah neh, omngaih neh, thuennah neh thothueng uh.
Serve Jehovah with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12 A capa te mok pah, a thintoek ve, Mikpalap kah a thintoek loh n'dom vetih longpueng ah na milh ve. Anih dongah aka kuep boeih tah a yoethen.
Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, though his anger burn but a little. Blessed are all who have their trust in him.
