Sam 11

1 Kathutkung: Devit BAWIPA dawk ka kâuep. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ka hringnae koevah, na monsom vah tavaca patetlah kamleng telah na dei thai.

In Yhwh put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

2 Bangtelah tetpawiteh, na khenhaw! Tamikathoutnaw ni licung a sawn awh teh, lungthin kalannaw arulahoi ka hanelah, lirui dawk pala coungkacoe a mawp awh toe.

For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

3 Adunaw hah raphoe lah awm pawiteh, tamikalan ni bangmouh a sak thai han.

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 BAWIPA teh kathounge Bawkim dawk ao teh, BAWIPA bawitungkhung teh kalvan vah ao. A mit hoi a khet teh, tami capanaw teh a mitlakhuem hoi a tanouk.

Yhwh is in his holy temple, Yhwh's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 BAWIPA ni tamikalan hah ouk a tanouk. Hatei, tamikathout hoi thama lah kalawmnaw teh, a hringnae hoi a hmuhma.

Yhwh trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 Tamikathoutnaw koe hmaisaan hmaito a rak sak vaiteh, hmai hoi gan hoi hmaikahlî teh a coe awh hane manang lah ao han.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

7 Bangkongtetpawiteh, BAWIPA teh a lan. Lannae hah lung a pataw teh, tamikalan teh a khet.

For the righteous Yhwh loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.