Proverbs 30
1 These are the words of Agur son of Jakeh—the burden that this man declared to Ithiel: “I am weary, O God, and worn out.
Jakeh a capa Agur ak awicyih taw vemyih na ni. Thlang ing Ethiel a venawh, Ethiel ingkaw Ukal a venawh vemyih na ce kqawn hy,
2 Surely I am the most ignorant of men, and I lack the understanding of a man.
“Thlangkhqi anglakawh ka sim kang zak awm am awm hy.
3 I have not learned wisdom, and I have no knowledge of the Holy One.
Cyihnaak am cawng nyng saw, thlakciim kawng awm am sim nyng.
4 Who has ascended to heaven and come down? Who has gathered the wind in His hands? Who has bound up the waters in His cloak? Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is His name, and what is the name of His Son— surely you know!
Unu khanna kai nawh ak kqum law tlaih? Unu a kutawh khawhlii ak bym thai? Unu hibai ing tui ak cun? Unu khawmdek a dytnaak ak cak sak? Unu ang ming, a capa ming nak sim aw?
5 Every word of God is flawless; He is a shield to those who take refuge in Him.
Bawipa ak awikhqi boeih taw caawtbauh kawi am awm na, Amah ak cangnaakkhqi boeih ham ziingnaak ni.
6 Do not add to His words, lest He rebuke you and prove you a liar.
Ak awikhqi ce koeh sap, cekkaataw nik coet kawm saw a qai ak kqawn thlangna awm kawp ti.
7 Two things I ask of You— do not refuse me before I die:
Aw Bawipa, them pakkhih ni thoeh nyng; ka thih hlanawh ni soep pe sak lah.
8 Keep falsehood and deceitful words far from me. Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the bread that is my portion.
Amak thym ingkaw qai kqawn ka venawh koeh awm sak; khawdengnaak ingkaw boeinaak awm koen ni pe, my ngawi ai tat buh mah ni pe.
9 Otherwise, I may have too much and deny You, saying, ‘Who is the LORD?’ Or I may become poor and steal, profaning the name of my God.
Cekkataw boei nyng saw nang nim hilh kawng nyng saw 'Bawipa taw a u nu?' ti hau kawng nyng. Amawh ka kawdeng awhawm qu kawng nyng saw na thang nim ceh hau kawng nyng.
10 Do not slander a servant to his master, or he will curse you, and you will bear the guilt.
Tamnaa ce a boei venna koeh theet, quun nik khy pe kawm saw, nak khanawh thawlhnaak tla kaw.
11 There is a generation of those who curse their fathers and do not bless their mothers.
A pa quun khy pe nawh, a nu amak kyihcah thlang awm hy.
12 There is a generation of those who are pure in their own eyes and yet unwashed of their filth.
Amah poeknaak awh ak ciimna ak ngai qu thlang awm nawh; cehlai a thawlhnaak caihsakna am awm hy.
13 There is a generation—how haughty are their eyes and pretentious are their glances—
Khawpoek saang sak nawh hepnaak ing thlang ak toek awm hy.
14 there is a generation whose teeth are swords and whose jaws are knives, devouring the oppressed from the earth and the needy from among men.
A haa cimsum amyihna awm nawh, khawmdek awhkaw khawngdengkhqi ingkaw ak voetvaikhqi daih hamna cimca ing ak be thlang awm hy.
15 The leech has two daughters: Give and Give. There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never say, ‘Enough!’:
“Ni pe hlah, ni pe hlah,” tinawh ak khyy canu pakkhih ak ta litno awm hy. Amak phyi thai tlaih them pakthum awm hy, “Khoek hawh ny,” amak ti tlaih them puphli awm hy.
16 Sheol, the barren womb, land never satisfied with water, and fire that never says, ‘Enough!’ (Sheol h7585)
Phyi, ca ak qeeng phoen, tui amak phyi thai deklai ingkaw “khoek hy,” amak ti man mai awm hy. (Sheol h7585)
17 As for the eye that mocks a father and scorns obedience to a mother, may the ravens of the valley pluck it out and young vultures devour it.
A pa ak thekhanaak ingkaw a nuk awi ak hep mik taw lamawh ak ding vangaak ing cuk kawm saw; huu ing a sa ai pe kaw.
18 There are three things too wonderful for me, four that I cannot understand:
Kawpoek ak kyi sak ik-oeih pakthum awm nawh am kang zaaksim ik-oeih pupthli awm hy.
19 the way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a snake on a rock, the way of a ship at sea, and the way of a man with a maiden.
Khanna kaw huu ang dingnaak lam, Luk khan awhkaw khqui a cehnaak lam, tuicunli awhkaw lawng a cehnaak lam ingkaw tangpa ing nula a pannaak lam tloek ce ni.
20 This is the way of an adulteress: She eats and wipes her mouth and says, ‘I have done nothing wrong.’
Cemyih ceni samphaih nu a cehnaak lam taw; Ce nula ing ai nawh am kha a huih coengawh, “Them amak thum am sai nyng,” ti hy.
21 Under three things the earth trembles, under four it cannot bear up:
Ve them pakthum ak caming khawmdek thyyn nawh ve them pupthli awh yh thainaak am ta hy.
22 a servant who becomes king, a fool who is filled with food,
Tamnaa ce sangpahrangna coeng nawh, thlakqaw ing aawk ai ak bena ta hy.
23 an unloved woman who marries, and a maidservant who supplants her mistress.
A mi hoet nula ing vaa ta nawh tamnaa nu ing a boei nu a qo pang hy.
24 Four things on earth are small, yet they are exceedingly wise:
Khawmdek khanawh ik-oeih ak zawi soeih pupthli awm nawh, cehlai cekkhqi taw ak cyi soeih na awm uhy.
25 The ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer;
Liing ve ak tha ak zawi soeihna bi ak sai na awm moe, khawhqai awh aawk ai cun hy.
26 the rock badgers are creatures of little power, yet they make their homes in the rocks;
Sathel ing tha a khoehca ni a taak hlai, lungnu thelpang khuiawh a im ta hy.
27 the locusts have no king, yet they all advance in formation;
Khamkhawkkhqi ing sangpahrang am ta uhy; cehlai kawoet cana cet haih thai uhy.
28 and the lizard can be caught in one’s hands, yet it is found in the palaces of kings.
Satuiqai ing kuting tuuk thaina awm moe, sangpahrang imawh awmnaak hyn ta hy.
29 There are three things that are stately in their stride, and four that are impressive in their walk:
Qypawmnaak ing ak saangna khaw ak kham ik-oeih pakthum awm nawh ypawm cana ak cet ik-oeih pupthli awm hy:
30 a lion, mighty among beasts, refusing to retreat before anything;
Samthyn taw qamsa chunglak awh ak thamah soeih na awm nawh, ikawmyih ing awm a hu am voei sak khawi,
31 a strutting rooster; a he-goat; and a king with his army around him.
Ak thamah aihlyi kit, memcai sing ingkaw qalkap ing ak chungkoep sangpahrang ce ni.
32 If you have foolishly exalted yourself or if you have plotted evil, put your hand over your mouth.
Namah ingkaw namah thangsaknaak ham amak leek them na sai mai awh aw, amak leek ik-oeih poeknaak na taak mai awhtaw, nam kha cyyp sak.
33 For as the churning of milk yields butter, and the twisting of the nose draws blood, so the stirring of anger brings forth strife.”
Suktui hqoet khingnaak ing suktui khal sak nawh ni hmaqawng nawi khingnaak ing thi ak cawn sak amyihna kawsonaak ing hqo hqitnaak cawn sak hy.
