Psalms 142

1 Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock. The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

Lungsong khaw thung oh naah lawkthuihaih. Angraeng khaeah tha hoi ka hang; tahmen hnikhaih hoi Angraeng khaeah ka hang.

2 I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

A hmaa ah laisaephaih lok to ka thuih moe, ka raihaih to a hmaa ah ka taphong.

3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

Ka tak thungah muithla thazok sut naah, ka caehhaih loklam to nang panoek pae. Ka caehhaih loklam ah nihcae mah kai hanah tamquta hoiah dongh ang patung o.

4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

Bantang bangah ka khet naah, kai panoek kami mi doeh om ai; abuephaih ka tawn ai; ka hinghaih paawt mi doeh om ai.

5 I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

Aw Angraeng, nang khaeah ka hang; nang loe ka buephaih ah na oh moe, kahing kaminawk prae ah kai ih taham ah na oh, tiah ka thuih.

6 Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

Ka poekhaih ka pahnaem boeh pongah, ka hanghaih lok hae tahngai ah; kai pacaekthlaek kaminawk ih ban thung hoiah na pahlong ah; nihcae loe kai pongah thacak o kue.

7 Take my soul out of prison, so that I may give praise to your name: the upright will give praise because of me; for you have given me a full reward.

Na hmin pakoeh thai hanah, thongim thung hoiah na loisak ah; ka nuiah na hoih pongah, katoeng kaminawk loe ka taengah angzo o tih.