Psalms 42
1 For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You, O God.
Aka mawt ham Korah ca rhoek kah Hlohlai Rhangrhaeh loh sokca tui a phoe bangla ka hinglu loh Pathen namah te m'phoe.
2 My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?
Pathen tah mulhing Pathen oeh dongah ka hinglu loh halthi sut. Me vaengah nim ka caeh vetih Pathen maelhmai ka hmuh ve?
3 My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Hnin at puet kai taengah, “Na Pathen ta melae?,” a ti dongah khoyin khothaih ah ka mikphi te kai ham buh la om coeng.
4 These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God with shouts of joy and praise.
Hekah he ka poek vaengah ka hinglu loh ka khuiah paeng. Amih loh Pathen im ah uemonah tamlung ol neh a lilup la a lam uh vaengah ka cet sui tih rhoiding neh vawlhvawlh ka van lah sue.
5 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.
Ka hinglu loh ba dongah na ngam sut tih ka khuiah huenghueng na ko? Amah hmai kah khangnah ka uem ham pueng dongah Pathen te ngaiuep lah.
6 O my God, my soul despairs within me. Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon— even from Mount Mizar.
Aw ka Pathen, ka khuikah ka hinglu loh ngam sut coeng. Te dongah Jordan kho neh Hermon som lamkah, Mizar tlang lamkah nang kan ngaidam ni.
7 Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.
Na tuikun ol neh tuidung te tuidung taengla patoeng a khue. Na tuiphu neh na tuilae boeih loh kai soah n'li.
8 The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day, and at night His song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.
Tedae BOEIPA loh khothaih ah a sitlohnah a uen dongah khoyin ah a lumlaa neh ka hingnah Pathen taengah thangthuinah ka khueh.
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”
Ka thaelpang Pathen taengah, “Ba ham lae kai nan hnilh. Thunkha kah hnaemtaek dongah ba ham lae kopang neh ka van eh?,” ka ti nah.
10 Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Kamah kah puencak vaengah amih loh kai taengah hnin at puet, “Na Pathen te melae,” a ti uh tih kai m'veet uh dongah ka rhuh vingving nuei.
11 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.
Aw ka hinglu badongah na ngam sut tih ka khuiah huenghueng ko? Pathen te ngaiuep lah. Ka hmai kah khangnah neh ka Pathen amah te ka uem dae mako.
