Tingtoeng 2
1 Ba ham lae namtom rhoek khopo uh tih a poeyoek la namtu te a taeng uh?
Whi gnastiden with teeth hethene men; and puplis thouyten veyn thingis?
2 Diklai manghai rhoek boeica rhoek loh thikat la tingtun uh, BOEIPA nehBOEIPAamah kah Messiah te a pai thil uh tih,
The kyngis of erthe stoden togidere; and princes camen togidere ayens the Lord, and ayens his Crist?
3 “Amih kah kuelrhui te bawt uh sih lamtah, mamih pum kah rhuivaeh voeih pa sih,” a ti uh.
Breke we the bondis of hem; and cast we awei the yok of hem fro vs.
4 Vaan ah aka ngol Boeipa loh amih te a nueih thil tih, a tamdaeng,
He that dwellith in heuenes schal scorne hem; and the Lord schal bimowe hem.
5 Te vaengah A thintoek neh amih te a voek tih a thinsa neh amih te a let sak.
Thanne he schal speke to hem in his ire; and he schal disturble hem in his stronge veniaunce.
6 Te dongah kai loh kamah kah manghai te kamah kah Zion tlang cim ah ka hol coeng,” a ti.
Forsothe Y am maad of hym a kyng on Syon, his hooli hil; prechynge his comaundement.
7 BOEIPA loh kai taengah, “Nang tah kamah ca ni, Tihnin ah kai loh nang kan sak,” a ti oltlueh te ka doek ni.
The Lord seide to me, Thou art my sone; Y haue gendrid thee to dai.
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.
Axe thou of me, and Y schal yyue to thee hethene men thin eritage; and thi possessioun the termes of erthe.
9 Amih te thi caitueng neh na talh vetih, amsai kah hnopai bangla amih te na phop ni.
Thou schalt gouerne hem in an yrun yerde; and thou schalt breke hem as the vessel of a pottere.
10 Te dongah manghai rhoek lungming la om uh saeh. Diklai laitloek rhoek toel uh laeh.
And now, ye kyngis, vndurstonde; ye that demen the erthe, be lerud.
11 BOEIPA te hinyahnah neh, omngaih neh, thuennah neh thothueng uh.
Serue ye the Lord with drede; and make ye ful ioye to hym with tremblyng.
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.
Take ye lore; lest the Lord be wrooth sumtyme, and lest ye perischen fro iust waie. Whanne his `ire brenneth out in schort tyme; blessed ben alle thei, that tristen in hym.
