Psalms 108

1 A Song. A Psalm. Of David. O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.

Aw Khawsa, kak kawlung ve cak hy; ka hqingnaak boeih ing tingtoeng tum doena laa sa kawng nyng.

2 Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.

Tingtoeng ingkaw qaw tingtoeng nang hqak lah nih! Myncang hi awh thawh na lah vang!

3 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.

Phynlum thlangkhqing lak awh, Aw Bawipa, nang ce nim kyihcah vang; thlangkhqing lak awh nang laa na ni sa vang.

4 For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.

Ikawtih na lungnaak taw bau nawh, khan anglakawh sang khqoet hy; na ypawmnaak ing khawnghi hak pha hy.

5 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.

Aw Khawsa, khankhqi ak khan na hak zoeksang qu lah, khawmdek boeih ak khan awh na boeimangnaak awm lah seh.

6 Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.

Na lungnaak thlangkhqi hul na a awmnaak thai aham nak tang kut ing kaimih ve ni hul khqi nawh ni bawm khqi lah.

7 This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.

Khawsa ing a hun ciim awhkawng awi kqawn hawh hy: “Noengnaak ingkaw Shqekem ce qek ang ra kawng nyng saw Sukoth Tuikawk ce tah vang nyng.

8 Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

Gilead ve kai a koe ni; Ephraim ve ka thi lumyk na awm nawh Judah ve ka cawnghqawl na awm hy.

9 Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.

Moab khaw ka silhnaak beihdung na awm nawh, Edom qam khawmyk ka suhnaak; Philistia qam khan awh noengnaak ing khy nyng.”

10 Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?

Vawngcak ingkaw thingtung khawk bau khui na u ing nu kai a ni kun pyi kaw? U ing Edom qam na ani ceh pyi kaw?

11 Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.

Aw Khawsa, kaimih ni qoeng khqi tiksaw kaimih a qalkapkhqi mi amak cet haih qoe voel ce nang am nu?

12 Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.

Qaal ka mi tuk awh nang ing ni bawm lah, thlanghqing a bawmnaak taw phu am tahy.

13 With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.

Khawsa ingqawi taw ni noeng mare kaw, amah ing ni qaalkhqi ce leh law kaw.