Psalms 45
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskil of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
Sangpahrang aham ka phawh peek awi ce kak kqawn awh ak leek cainaak ing kak kawlung phyl hy; kam lai ve caqee ak thai thlang a cacung na awm hy.
2 You are the most handsome of men; grace has anointed your lips, since God has blessed you forever.
Nang taw thlangkhqi anglakawh leek soeih hyk ti. Khawsa ing kumqui dyna zoseennaak ani peek hawh a dawngawh, na hui nam lai ce qeennaak ing caksak na awm hawh hy.
3 Strap your sword at your side, O mighty warrior; appear in your majesty and splendor.
Aw thak awm thlang, nak zawzi ce bah lah; qypawmnaak ing thoeihcam qu lah.
4 In your splendor ride forth in victory on behalf of truth and humility and justice; may your right hand show your awesome deeds.
Awitak, kawdungnaak ingkaw dyngnaak ak caming haina noengnaak ingkaw qypawm doena cet nawh; nak tang kut ing kqih ak awm ik-oeih ce dang sak lah.
5 Your arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s foes; the nations fall beneath your feet.
Ak sum na la ing sangpahrang a qaalkhqi lingbyi ce kah pe poelh seitaw; pilnam thlang ing na khawk kaina tlu seh nyng.
6 Your throne, O God, endures forever and ever, and justice is the scepter of Your kingdom.
Aw Khawsa, na boei ngawihdoelh cetaw kumqui dyna cak loet kaw; awideng thymnaak sawnghqawl ce na qam sawnghqawl na awm kaw.
7 You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you above your companions with the oil of joy.
Dyngnaak ce lungna nawh ak che ce sawh na hyk ti; cedawngawh Khawsa, na Khawsa ing na thawn pyikhqik khan awh ni ta nawh zeelnaak situi ing ni syp hawh hy.
8 All your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces of ivory the harps make you glad.
Na suibaikhqi ce mura ingkaw thiing baw na hqim nawh; vyi a ha ing thoeihcam na ak awm sangpahrang a im awhkaw tumding awi ing nak kaw zeel sak hy.
9 The daughters of kings are among your honored women; the queen stands at your right hand, adorned with the gold of Ophir.
Sangpahrang a canukhqi awm kqihchah ak kap nukhqi anglakawh awm uhy; nak tang benawh taw ophir sui ing ak thoeihcam qu sangpahrang a zu ce dyi hy.
10 Listen, O daughter! Consider and incline your ear: Forget your people and your father’s house,
Aw canu, ngai lah, poek nawhtaw nang haa keng lah; nak thlangkhqi ingkaw na pa im ce hilh hlah.
11 and the king will desire your beauty; bow to him, for he is your lord.
Nak thlang dawnaak ing sangpahrang ce zeel sak hy; zoeksang lah, anih cetaw na boeipa na awm hawh hy.
12 The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift; men of wealth will seek your favor.
Tura canu ing laksawng hawlaw nawh law kaw, thlang boeikhqi ing nak kawngaih sai aham thoeh law kawm uh.
13 All glorious is the princess in her chamber; her gown is embroidered with gold.
Sangpahrang canu ce a awmnaak ip khuiawh boeibau soeih na awm nawh a suisak taw sui ing tak haih hy.
14 In colorful garments she is led to the king; her virgin companions are brought before you.
A boe ak leek soeih suisak ing thoeihcam qu doena sangpahrang venna ceh pyi uhy; a pyi nulak cym tloek ing bawng law unawh na venna law pyi uhy.
15 They are led in with joy and gladness; they enter the palace of the king.
Cekkhqi ce awmhly doena law pyi unawh; sangpahrang a awmnaak ip khuina kun uhy.
16 Your sons will succeed your fathers; you will make them princes throughout the land.
Na cakhqi ing na pakhqi a hun ce hu tloep kawm usaw; cekkhqi ce na qam khuiawh boeina ta kawp ti.
17 I will commemorate your name through all generations; therefore the nations will praise you forever and ever.
Na sim poenaak ve chawn khawzah ing ama hilhnaak aham sai kawng nyng saw; pilnam ing nang ce kumqui ingkaw kumqui dyna nim kyihcah kawm uh.
