Tingtoeng 42
1 [Aka mawt ham Korah ca rhoek kah Hlohlai] Rhangrhaeh loh sokca tui a phoe bangla ka hinglu loh Pathen namah te m'phoe.
Unto the end. The understanding of the sons of Korah. As the deer longs for fountains of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.
2 Pathen tah mulhing Pathen oeh dongah ka hinglu loh halthi sut. Me vaengah nim ka caeh vetih Pathen maelhmai ka hmuh ve?
My soul has thirsted for the strong living God. When will I draw close and appear before the face of God?
3 Hnin at puet kai taengah, “Na Pathen ta melae?” a ti dongah khoyin khothaih ah ka mikphi te kai ham buh la om coeng.
My tears have been my bread, day and night. Meanwhile, it is said to me daily: “Where is your God?”
4 Hekah he ka poek vaengah ka hinglu loh ka khuiah paeng. Amih loh Pathen im ah uemonah tamlung ol neh a lilup la a lam uh vaengah ka cet sui tih rhoiding neh vawlhvawlh ka van lah sue.
These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.
5 Ka hinglu loh ba dongah na ngam sut tih ka khuiah huenghueng na ko? Amah hmai kah khangnah ka uem ham pueng dongah Pathen te ngaiuep lah.
Why are you sad, my soul? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance,
6 Aw ka Pathen, ka khuikah ka hinglu loh ngam sut coeng. Te dongah Jordan kho neh Hermon som lamkah, Mizar tlang lamkah nang kan ngaidam ni.
and my God. My soul has been troubled within myself. Because of this, I will remember you from the land of the Jordan and from Hermon, from the little mountain.
7 Na tuikun ol neh tuidung te tuidung taengla patoeng a khue. Na tuiphu neh na tuilae boeih loh kai soah n'li.
Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.
8 Tedae BOEIPA loh khothaih ah a sitlohnah a uen dongah khoyin ah a lumlaa neh ka hingnah Pathen taengah thangthuinah ka khueh.
In the daylight, the Lord has ordered his mercy; and in the night, a canticle to him. With me is a prayer to the God of my life.
9 Ka thaelpang Pathen taengah, “Ba ham lae kai nan hnilh. Thunkha kah hnaemtaek dongah ba ham lae kopang neh ka van eh?” ka ti nah.
I will say to God, “You are my supporter. Why have you forgotten me? And why do I walk in mourning, while my adversary afflicts me?”
10 Kamah kah puencak vaengah amih loh kai taengah hnin at puet, “Na Pathen te melae,” a ti uh tih kai m'veet uh dongah ka rhuh vingving nuei.
While my bones are being broken, my enemies, who trouble me, have reproached me. Meanwhile, they say to me every single day, “Where is your God?”
11 Aw ka hinglu badongah na ngam sut tih ka khuiah huenghueng na ko? Pathen te ngaiuep lah. Ka hmai kah khangnah neh ka Pathen amah te ka uem dae mako.
My soul, why are you saddened? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance and my God.
