Tingtoeng 123

1 Tangtlaeng Laa Vaan ah aka ngol nang taengla ka mik te ka huel.

A Song of degrees. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

2 A boei rhoek kut taengkah salpa rhoek kah mik bangla, a boeinu kut taengkah salnu mik bangla mamih n'rhen duela mamih mik he mamih kah Pathen BOEIPA taengah om van ne.

Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes [wait] upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.

3 Nueihbu he muep ka cung coeng dongah rhen kaimih he n'rhen lah. BOEIPA aw kaimih he n'rhen lah.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 Mongkawt kah tamdaengnah, hlangoek kah nueihbu loh kaimih hinglu te muep a cung sak coeng.

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, [and] with the contempt of the proud.