Sam 42
1 Kathutkung: Korah capanaw Sakhi ni tuisi a doun e patetlah Oe Cathut, ka hringnae ni nang na doun.
Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core. As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
2 Ka hringnae ni Cathut, ka hring Cathut hah a kahran. Nâtuek ne Cathut koe ka pha vaiteh, ka minhmai ka patue van han vai.
My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
3 Ayânaw ni na Cathut teh nâmouh ao vâ pou ati awh dawkvah, karum khodai ka mitphi teh khap laipalah ka rawca lah ao.
My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
4 Tamimaya hoi Cathut im rei cei awh navah, konawm laihoi, pholen la rei sak awh navah, tamimaya hoi pawi koe rei cei awh e naw hah, bout ka pouk toteh, ka hringnae heh ka thung vah ka rabawk.
These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
5 Oe, ka hringnae bang dawk ne sut na ngam. Bangkongmaw ka thungvah runae na kâhmo. Cathut hah ngaihawi haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ama teh ka pholen han rah, na ka rungngangkung hoi ka Cathut.
Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,
6 Ka hringnae teh ka lungthung a lungmathoe dawkvah, Jordan ram, Hermon ram hoi Mizar, mon koehoi nang teh pou na pouk.
And my God. My soul is troubled within myself: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.
7 Na tuitâto pawlawk dawk, tui kadung hoi tui kadung a kâpan teh, na tuicapa ka thaw e ni koung na ramuk toe.
Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.
8 BAWIPA ni khodai lah a pahrennae hah na poe teh, karum lah pholennae la sak laihoi, ka hringnae Cathut koe ratoum laihoi ka o.
In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.
9 Ka lungsong, Cathut koevah, bangkongmaw na pahnim. Bangkongmaw ka tarannaw ni na pahuipalam awh kecu dawk ka lung a mathoe han rah, telah ka dei han.
I will say to God: Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?
10 Ka tarannaw ni nâmouh na Cathut teh ao telah na panuikhai kecu dawk, ka hru koung a khoe awh mue toe telah ka pouk.
Whilst my bones are broken, my enemies who trouble me have reproached me; Whilst they say to me day be day: Where is thy God?
11 Ka hringnae bangkongmaw na lung a mathoe. Bangkongmaw ka thungvah, runae na kâhmo. Cathut hah kâuep haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ama teh ka pholen han rah. Na kabawmkung hoi na ka damsakkung doeh.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me? Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
