Sam 58
1 Kathutkung: Devit Nangmouh duem na kaawm e naw, lannae lawk hah na dei awh katang maw. Oe tami capanaw kalanlah lawk na ceng awh maw.
To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. Is it true? O Congregation, speake ye iustly? O sonnes of men, iudge ye vprightly?
2 Na ceng awh hoeh, na lungthung vah, hawihoehnae na sak awh. Talaivan na kut hoi thamanae yawcu hoi na khing awh.
Yea, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your hands execute crueltie vpon the earth.
3 Tamikathoutnaw teh, von thung hoi lam a payon awh toe. A tâco awh tahma vah, laithoe dei laihoi lam a payon awh.
The wicked are strangers from ye wombe: euen from the belly haue they erred, and speake lyes.
4 Asue teh hrunthoesue patetlah ao. A hnâ ka pang e tahrun a hnâ pahru e patetlah ao.
Their poyson is euen like the poyson of a serpent: like ye deafe adder that stoppeth his eare.
5 Hote tahrun ni teh tahrun camnae lawk hai thai thai hoeh. Camnae la sak e hai thai thai hoeh.
Which heareth not the voyce of the inchanter, though he be most expert in charming.
6 Oe Cathut, a kâko e hâ hah khoe pouh haw. Oe BAWIPA, athakaawme sendek nônaw hah khoe pouh haw.
Breake their teeth, O God, in their mouthes: breake the iawes of the yong lions, O Lord.
7 Ka lawng lahun e tui patetlah kahmat awh naseh. Licung a sawn awh toteh, ahnimae palanaw teh koung kâkhoe naseh.
Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
8 A cei lahun nah kahmat e kongkaraw patetlah kahmat awh naseh. Camo karawk e ni kanî a hmu hoeh e patetlah awm awh naseh.
Let them consume like a snayle that melteth, and like the vntimely fruite of a woman, that hath not seene the sunne.
9 Pâkhing pho hoi patawi e hmai, hlaam a bet hoehnahlan vah, kahring e pâkhing pho hoi hmai ka kang e pâkhing phonaw teh, bongparui ni cetkhai naseh.
As raw flesh before your pots feele the fire of thornes: so let him cary them away as with a whirlewinde in his wrath.
10 Tamikalannaw ni hot patetlah e reknae hah a hmu awh toteh, a konawm awh han.
The righteous shall reioyce when he seeeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feete in the blood of the wicked.
11 Tamikathoutnaw e thi dawk a khok a pâsu awh han. Hottelah tami ni, ayânaw hanelah tawkphu ao tie hoi lawkcengkung Cathut ao katang ati awh han.
And men shall say, Verily there is fruite for the righteous: doutlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.
