Tingtoeng 3
1 A capa Absalom hmai lamkah a yong vaengah David kah tingtoeng Aw BOEIPA, badongah kai taengah aka tlai, ka rhal he muep a pung,
A psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. How many, Lord, are my foes! Those who rise up against me are many.
2 “Pathen lamkah khangnah tah anih ham moenih,” tila ka hinglu he muep a thui uh. (Selah)
Many are those who say of me, “There is no help for him in his God.” (Selah)
3 Tedae, BOEIPA nang tah kai taengah photling, ka thangpomnah neh ka lu aka pomsang la na om.
But you, Lord, are shield about me, my glory, who lifts up my head.
4 BOEIPAte ka ol neh ka khue vaengah, a tlang cim lamloh kai n'doo, (Selah)
When loudly I call to the Lord, from his holy hill he gives answer. (Selah)
5 Kai he BOEIPA loh n'duel dongah, ka yalh tih ka ip dae koep ka haenghang,
I laid down and slept: now I wake, for the Lord sustains me.
6 Ka pilnam a thawng a sang aka pai khoep te ka rhih mahpawh,
I fear not the myriads of people who beset me on every side.
7 Aw ka BOEIPA Pathen thoo laeh! namah loh ka thunkha te boeih na ngawn tih, halang rhoek kah kamken no khaw na thuk dongah kai he n'khang laeh
Arise, Lord: save me, my God, who strikes all my foes on the cheek, and shatters the teeth of the wicked.
8 Khangnah he BOEIPA taengkah ni. Nang kah yoethennah loh na pilnam soah om saeh. (Selah)
Victory belongs to the Lord: let your blessing descend on your people. (Selah)
