< Tingtoeng 2 >

1 Ba ham lae namtom rhoek khopo uh tih a poeyoek la namtu te a taeng uh?
Why doe the heathen rage, and the people murmure in vaine?
2 Diklai manghai rhoek boeica rhoek loh thikat la tingtun uh, BOEIPA nehBOEIPAamah kah Messiah te a pai thil uh tih,
The Kings of the earth band themselues, and the princes are assembled together against the Lord, and against his Christ.
3 “Amih kah kuelrhui te bawt uh sih lamtah, mamih pum kah rhuivaeh voeih pa sih,” a ti uh.
Let vs breake their bands, and cast their cordes from vs.
4 Vaan ah aka ngol Boeipa loh amih te a nueih thil tih, a tamdaeng,
But he that dwelleth in the heauen, shall laugh: the Lord shall haue them in derision.
5 Te vaengah A thintoek neh amih te a voek tih a thinsa neh amih te a let sak.
Then shall hee speake vnto them in his wrath, and vexe them in his sore displeasure, saying,
6 Te dongah kai loh kamah kah manghai te kamah kah Zion tlang cim ah ka hol coeng,” a ti.
Euen I haue set my King vpon Zion mine holy mountaine.
7 BOEIPA loh kai taengah, “Nang tah kamah ca ni, Tihnin ah kai loh nang kan sak,” a ti oltlueh te ka doek ni.
I will declare the decree: that is, the Lord hath said vnto me, Thou art my Sonne: this day haue I begotten thee.
8 Kai taengah ham bih lamtah namtom boeih te na rho la kam paek vetih na khohut loh kho bawt kho le a pha ni.
Aske of me, and I shall giue thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the endes of the earth for thy possession.
9 Amih te thi caitueng neh na talh vetih, amsai kah hnopai bangla amih te na phop ni.
Thou shalt krush them with a scepter of yron, and breake them in pieces like a potters vessell.
10 Te dongah manghai rhoek lungming la om uh saeh. Diklai laitloek rhoek toel uh laeh.
Be wise nowe therefore, ye Kings: be learned ye Iudges of the earth.
11 BOEIPA te hinyahnah neh, omngaih neh, thuennah neh thothueng uh.
Serue the Lord in feare, and reioyce in trembling.
12 A capa te mok pah, a thintoek ve, Mikpalap kah a thintoek loh n'dom vetih longpueng ah na milh ve. Anih dongah aka kuep boeih tah a yoethen.
Kisse the sonne, least he be angry, and ye perish in the way, when his wrath shall suddenly burne. blessed are all that trust in him.

< Tingtoeng 2 >