Psalms 88
1 A song. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. For the choirmaster. According to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O LORD, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry out before You.
Korah ih caanawk hanah saam laa. Katoeng kruek zaehoikung, Mahalath ah sak koi Heman Ezrahite ih Maskil. Ka pahlonghaih Angraeng Sithaw, nang khaeah aqum athun kang hangh.
2 May my prayer come before You; incline Your ear to my cry.
Lawk ka thuihaih nang khaeah pha nasoe; ka hanghaih lok na tahngai pae ah.
Ka hinghaih mah raihaih tong boeh moe, ka hinghaih taprong taengah phak boeh. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among those descending to the Pit. I am like a man without strength.
Kai loe tangqom thungah caeh kaminawk hoi nawnto ang kroek o hmaek boeh; tha tawn ai kami baktiah ni ka oh sut boeh.
5 I am forsaken among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom You remember no more, who are cut off from Your care.
Kadueh kaminawk salakah vah sut ih kami, kami hum moe, taprong ah pasong o ih baktiah, na ban thung hoiah na takhoe ving moe, anih to na panoek ai boeh.
6 You have laid me in the lowest Pit, in the darkest of the depths.
Kathuk koek tangqom, kaving moe, kathuk parai tangqom thungah nang pasong.
7 Your wrath weighs heavily upon me; all Your waves have submerged me.
Palung na phuihaih mah kai ang taeh; kai hae na tuiphunawk boih hoiah nang pacaekthlaek. (Selah)
8 You have removed my friends from me; You have made me repulsive to them; I am confined and cannot escape.
Kam puinawk to nang lak pae ving; kai hae nihcae mah panuet hanah nang sak; kai nang paung caeng pongah, tasa bangah ka tacawt thai ai boeh.
9 My eyes grow dim with grief. I call to You daily, O LORD; I spread out my hands to You.
Raihaih mah ka mik amrosak boeh; Angraeng, ni thokkruek nang kang kawk; nang khaeah ka ban kang payangh.
10 Do You work wonders for the dead? Do departed spirits rise up to praise You?
Kadueh kaminawk hanah dawnrai hmuen na sak pae han maw? Kadueh kaminawk angthawk o ueloe, nang to saphaw o tih maw? (Selah)
11 Can Your loving devotion be proclaimed in the grave, Your faithfulness in Abaddon?
Nam lunghaih to taprong thungah thui o tih maw, to tih ai boeh loe na oepthohhaih to amrohaih thungah thui o tih maw?
12 Will Your wonders be known in the darkness, or Your righteousness in the land of oblivion?
Na sak ih dawnrai hmuennawk to khoving thungah panoek o tih maw? Na toenghaih doeh pahnet thaih prae ah panoek o tih maw?
13 But to You, O LORD, I cry for help; in the morning my prayer comes before You.
Toe Aw Angraeng, kai loe nang khaeah ka qah; akhawn bangah lawkthuihaih loe na hmaa ah phak boeh.
14 Why, O LORD, do You reject me? Why do You hide Your face from me?
Angraeng, tipongah ka pakhra nang vah pae ving loe? Tipongah mikhmai nang hawk taak ving loe?
15 From my youth I was afflicted and near death. I have borne Your terrors; I am in despair.
Kai loe nawkta nathuem hoi patang ka khang boeh moe, ka duek duih boeh; raihaih nang tongsak pongah kang pho sut boeh.
16 Your wrath has swept over me; Your terrors have destroyed me.
Palung na phuihaih mah kai ang kraeng khoep boeh; nang tongsak ih raihaih mah ang paro boeh.
17 All day long they engulf me like water; they enclose me on every side.
To hmuennawk loe tuibaktiah ka taengah ni thokkruek angzoh o; kai hae nawnto ang takui o.
18 You have removed my beloved and my friend; darkness is my closest companion.
Palung ih kami hoi ampuinawk to kai khae hoi kangthla ah nang suek pae, kam puinawk loe vinghaih thungah oh o.
