La Bu 42
1 Sakhi sitwi chimset ngaichat dangchah bangin, kahin ngaicha e O Pathen Elohim.
For the leader. A maskil of the Korahites. Like the hart which longs for brooks of water, I long for you, God.
2 Hingjing Elohim Pathen chu dangchah in kalha ngai e. Itih tahle kache a a-anga kachibai theiding ham?
I thirst for God, for my living God. When shall I enter in, and see the face of God?
3 Sunle jan in lonlhi bou ann in kanei tai, kagal miten phat tin in ei enghouvun “Na Elohim Pathen hoija umham atiuve?”
My tears have been my food by day and by night; for they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”
4 Kalung thim analheh ji e thil umdan hochu kageldoh ji teng: Elohim Pathen houin a mihonpi chutoh kilhon a, tanggol a Elohim Pathen inlam jon a kitol a thangvah la kisa a mihonpin golvah kibolji hochu!
My heart floods with sorrow, as I call to mind: how I used to pass on with the throng, at their head, to the house of God, with glad shouts and giving of thanks, in the throng who kept festival.
5 Ibol a kei lunglha dah kahim? Ibol a kalung hibanga hesoh a ham? Keiman Elohim Pathen a kinepna giltah kanei in! Ken ama kathang vah kit ding ahi ka huhhing pu Elohim ka Pathen.
Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.
6 Tun keima kalung alhadah lheh jengtai, hinlah Jordan hung kondoh na, Hermon molsang lang hijong le kahin gel doh jing ding nahi.
I am sunk in my misery; I will therefore call you to mind from the land of Jordan and Hermon, the mountain Mizar.
7 Nang man twipibang nakinon a naki ho twikhanglen gin chu kajai, nangma twipi kidilleh twipi kitol chun eihin lonvuh in ahi.
Flood is calling to flood at the noise of your cataracts; all your waves and your breakers have passed over me.
8 Ahinlah niseh in Yahweh Pakai in angailutna longlou chun eiphung vuh jingin, chuleh janseh leh ama vahchoila kasajin hinkho eipe a Yahweh Pakai komma chun kataojin ahi.
In the day I cry to the Lord to summon his kindness; and the song that I sing in the night is a prayer to the living God.
9 O Yahweh Pakai kasongpi keima kakapme, ipi dinga neisuhmil hitam? Ipidinga kadougal te bol hesoh jeh a lunggima kavale jingding ham?
I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?”
10 Eihou setnao hin kagep lhatan ahi, “Na Pathen hoija umham,” tin eidong jingun ahi.
It pierces me to the heart to hear the enemy’s taunts, as all the day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”
11 Ipi dinga keima hiti lungkham kahin, epidinga hiti lungboi kahim? Keiman Elohim Pathen nah kakinepna koijing ting chuleh eihuhhing paleh ka Pathen chu avellin thangvah kit inge.
Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.
