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, you who sit 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 to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

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

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.