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.

Kathutkung: Devit, Lungngoum thung aonae koehoi a sak e Kai teh, BAWIPA koevah ka hram. BAWIPA koe hram laihoi ka kâhei.

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

Na hma lah ka phuenangnae ka pâpho teh, ka reithainae hai a hmalah ka dei pouh.

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 muitha ni ka thungvah a puen toteh, Bawipa nang dueng ni doeh kaie lamthung teh na panue. Taminaw ni ka dawn e lamthung dawkvah, tangkam hah arulahoi a patûng awh.

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.

Aranglah na khet teh na panue. Kai na kapanuekkhaikung apihai awm hoeh. Ka yawng nahane lam hai awm hoeh. Ka hringnae kapasaikung hai awm hoeh.

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.

Oe BAWIPA kai teh nang koe vah ka hramki toe. Nang teh kai ni kângue e lah na o teh, kahringnaw onae ram dawk kaie kaham lah ao telah kai ni ka dei.

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.

Kai ni ka hram e lawk hah na thai pouh haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, kai teh puenghoi runae ka kâhmo toe. Kai na karektapnaw kut dawk hoi na hlout sak haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ahnimouh teh kai hlak a tha ao awh.

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.

Bawipa nange min ka pholen thai nahanelah kai hah thongim thung hoi na rasat haw. Hottelah hawinae na sak toteh, tami kalannaw ni kai hah na kalup awh han.