Tingtoeng 123

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

A song of ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned 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.

As the eyes of a servant turn to the hand of his master, or the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so do our eyes turn to the Lord our God, until he is gracious to us.

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

Be gracious, be gracious to us, Lord. Scorn enough, and more, have we borne

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

More than enough have we borne of derision from those at their ease, of scorn from those who are haughty.