Sam 108
1 Kathutkung: Devit Oe Cathut, ka lungthin heh a cak, pholennae na poe haw la ka sak han. Ka bawilennae totouh na poe han.
A canticle of a psalm for David himself. My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.
2 Ratoung tamawi kâhlaw haw. Kai hai amom ka kâhlaw han.
Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.
3 Oe BAWIPA, tamimaya hmalah na pholen han. Miphunnaw rahak vah, nang koe pholennae la ka sak han.
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.
4 Bangkongtetpawiteh, na lungmanae ni kalvannaw totouh thoseh, na lawkkatang ni tâmai totouh thoseh a pha.
For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.
5 Oe Cathut, kalvannaw lathueng tawm lah awm nateh, na bawilennae teh talai van pueng lathueng vah, tawm lah awm seh.
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:
6 Na pahren e naw hlout sak lah ao awh nahanelah, aranglae kut hoi rungngang nateh, na thai pouh haw.
That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.
7 Cathut ni, a thoungnae lahoi ka konawm vaiteh, Shekhem hah ka pek han. Sukoth ram hah koung ka bangnue han telah a ti.
God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
8 Gilead teh kaie lah ao teh, Manasseh teh kai doeh. Ephraim hai kai hanlah bawilakhung lah ao teh, Judah teh ka tahroe lah ao.
Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:
9 Moab teh tui kamhluknae hlaam lah ao teh, Edom van vah khokkhawm ka tâkhawng han. Filistin van vah tânae ka pang han.
Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.
10 Ka cak e khopui dawk apinimaw na kaênkhai han. Edom vah apinimaw na hrawi han.
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
11 Oe Cathut, kai na ka pahnawt e nang ni na sak e nahoehmaw. Oe Cathut, kaimae ransanaw hoi cungtalah na ka cet hoeh e nang ni na sak nahoehmaw.
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?
12 Runae thung hoi na kabawm haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, taminaw e kabawpnae teh cungkeihoeh.
O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
13 Cathut hoi cungtalah maimouh teh, taranhawi laihoi sak awh han. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ama teh, maimae tarannaw rep kacuengroekung doeh.
Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.
