Psalms 30
1 I will extol thee, O Jehovah, for thou have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Yahweh Pakai nangin neihuhdoh tahjeh in kahin thangvah e. Nangin kagalmite kachunga nakithang at sahpon ahi.
2 O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.
O Yahweh Pakai, Elohim ka Pathen panpi ngaichan kahin kouvin nangman ka tahsa nakiledoh sah tai.
3 O Jehovah, thou have brought up my soul from Sheol. Thou have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
O Yahweh Pakai nangin lhankhuh a kon in neihin puidoh in, thina kokhuh a ka lhahlut na dinga kon in jong neihoidoh sah e. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.
Nangho Elohim Pathen mite jousen Yahweh Pakai thangvahna lasaovin! Amintheng chu choi an'un.
5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy is in the morning.
Ajeh chu alunghan hi phat chomcha bou ahijin, ami hepina vang hinkhoa ding ahi. Ka na nikho ho jong kipanin ajui pai jitai.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
Keiman ka phatthei nikhon, “Imachan eisutang jouponte!” kanati.
7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; I was troubled.
O Yahweh Pakai nami hepinahin muol bangin eisudettai. Keija kon a nakiheimang jiteng leh keima kading jou jipoi.
8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah, and to Jehovah I made supplication.
O Yahweh Pakai nahenga kahung tao ahi. Nami hepina chu kathum in hitin kaseije,
9 What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?
“Keima kathi alhankhuh a ka lhalut teng nangdinga ipi phachom dingham? Katahsa leivui in nang navah choi thei dingham? Nakitah na thu chu hiche hin aphondoh thei ding ham?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me. Jehovah, be thou my helper.
Neihin ngaipeh in Yahweh Pakai neihin khoto in. O Yahweh Pakai neihin kithopin”
11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,
Nangin kalung khamnahi kipah tah a lam nan neiheidoh pehtai. Nangin kalung khamna silpon neilahdoh pehin kipana silpon joh neisilpehtan ahi.
12 to the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.
Hitiachu thipsan louva thangvahna la kasah jing theina dingin. O Yahweh Pakai Elohim ka Pathen, keiman nangma tonsot in thangvah jing tange.
