Tingtoeng 30

1 Im nawnnah laa ham David kah Tingtoenglung Kai nan dom dongah BOEIPA nang kan pomsang tih ka thunkha te kai soah ko nan khah sak pawh.

I will extol you, O LORD; for you have lifted me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Ka BOEIPA Pathen, nang taengah ka pang tih, kai nan hoeih sak.

O LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

3 BOEIPA namah long ni ka hinglu he, saelkhui lamkah nan doek. Tangrhom la ka suntlak tangtae lamkah mai, kai koep nan hlun. (Sheol h7585)

O LORD, you have brought up my soul from the grave: you have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Amah kah hlangcim rhoek BOEIPA te tingtoeng uh lamtah a hmuencim kah poekkoepnah te uem uh.

Sing to the LORD, O you saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

5 A thintoek vaengah khaw mikhaptok hil mai ni. A kolonah te hing khui ham ni. Khoyin ah rhahnah neh rhaehba cakhaw mincang ah tamlung la coeng.

For his anger endures but a moment; in his favor is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

6 Tedae ka ommongnah khuiah kai loh, “Kumhal duela Ka tuen mahpawh,” ka ti.

And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

7 BOEIPA nang kah kolonah dongah kai ham sarhi tlang te na cak sak. Na maelhmai na thuh vaengah ka let coeng.

LORD, by your favor you have made my mountain to stand strong: you did hide your face, and I was troubled.

8 BOEIPA nang te kan khue tih ka Boeipa taengah rhennah ka bih.

I cried to you, O LORD; and to the LORD I made supplication.

9 Ka thii neh hlan la ka suntla koinih balae a mueluemnah aih? Laipi loh nang n'uem aya? Na uepomnah a doek aya?

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? shall it declare your truth?

10 BOEIPA aw, ya van lamtah kai n'rhen lah. Kai aka bom la om lah BOEIPA.

Hear, O LORD, and have mercy on me: LORD, be you my helper.

11 Ka rhaengsaelung te lamnah la nan hoi dongah ka tlamhni te nam pit tih kohoenah neh kai nan yol.

You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

12 Te dongah thangpomnah loh, nang n'tingtoeng saeh lamtah, toeng boel saeh. BOEIPA ka Pathen nang te, kumhal duela kan uem ni.

To the end that my glory may sing praise to you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.