Tingtoeng 144
1 David kah Caemtloek ham ka kutdawn neh caemrhal ham ka kut aka cang puei, ka lungpang BOEIPA tah a yoethen pai saeh.
Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
2 Ka sitlohnah neh ka rhalvong, ka imsang neh kai ham kai aka hlawt ka photling, ka hmuiah ka pilnam aka hnaa amah dongah ni ka ying.
My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.
3 BOEIPA aw hlang te metlam nim na ming tih amah hlanghing capa te amah la na moeh.
Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Hlang he a hohing la lutlat tih a khohnin khaw mueihlip bangla khum.
Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
5 BOEIPA namah kah vaan ke koisu lamtah ha rhum laeh. Tlang ke puei lamtah khuu uh kangna saeh.
Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.
6 Rhaek daeh sak lamtah amih te taekyak lah. Na thaltang dong lamtah amih te khawkkhek lah.
Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
7 Hmuensang lamkah na kut yueng lamtah kai m'paco lah. Tui len lamkah khaw, kholong hlang kah kut lamlong khaw kai n'huul lah.
Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
8 Amih ka te a poeyoek la cal uh tih a bantang bantang ah laithae om.
Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 Pathen namah taengah laa thai ka sa saeh lamtah namah te thangpa parha neh kan tingtoeng eh.
To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
10 Manghai rhoek te loeihnah aka pae tih a sal David te boethae cunghang lamloh aka paco.
Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
11 Kai he m'paco lamtah kholong ca rhoek kut lamloh kai n'huul lah. Amih ka te a poeyoek la cal tih a bantang bantang ah a honghi kak la om.
Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:
12 Kaimih koca rhoek tah a camoe vaengah mupoe bangla rhoeng. Ka tu rhoek te bawkim muei la a saek rhungsut bangla omuh.
Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:
13 Ka thaidi loh a com a luem lamkah te a khawk la a dang. Ka khohmuen ah ka boiva loh thawt tih pungtai.
Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
14 Ka boeihlum aka tloeng khaw puut pawt tih khumpael pawh. Te dongah henah loh kaimih toltung ah om pawh.
Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
15 Amah kah pilnam te tah a yoethen pai. BOEIPA te a Pathen la aka khueh pilnam te tah a yoethen pai.
They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.
