Psalms 57
1 To the chief music-maker; put to Al-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When he went in flight from Saul, in the hole of the rock. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me; for the hope of my soul is in you: I will keep myself safely under the shade of your wings, till these troubles are past.
Aw Khawsa, nim qeen lah, nim qeen lah, kawtih nang awh ni ka hqingnaak ang thuk. Plawcinaak ang khum hlan dy nang hlak khuiawh thuk vang nyng.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
Kai aham ang cainaak ak soep sak Khawsa, sawsang soeih Khawsa venawh khy nyng.
3 He will send from heaven, and take me from the power of him whose desire is for my destruction. God will send out his mercy and his good faith.
Anih ing khan nakawng tyi nawh kai ce ni hul hy, kai anik hquut khqek khqekkhqi ce toel hy.
4 My soul is among lions; I am stretched out among those who are on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongue is a sharp sword.
Kai taw samthyyn anglak li awh awm nyng saw; qamsak tlung anglakawh zaih nyng – ce thlangkhqi a ha taw ak hqat soeih zawzi na awm hy.
5 O God, be lifted up higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
Aw Khawsa, khan poeng voelh dyna hak zoeksang qu lah; na boeimangnaak ve khawmdek boeih ak khan awh awm lah seh.
6 They have made ready a net for my steps; my soul is bent down; they have made a great hole before me, and have gone down into it themselves. (Selah)
Ka khaw ang awhnaak aham lawk zan law unawh kawboet doena ngam hqoeng nyng. Ka cehnaak lam awh lawk-kqawng co law hlai hy – a mimah ce lawk-kqawng awh tla lat uhy.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
Kam thin taw cak hy, Aw Bawipa kam thin ce cak hy; tingtoeng tum nawh laa sa vang.
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
Ka hqingnaak, hqyng lah! Tingtoeng ingkaw qaw tingtoeng nang, hqyng lah! Kai taw mymcang hqit awh hqyng hawh kawng nyng.
9 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
Pilnam thlang anglak li awh, Aw Bawipa, nang ce nim kyihcah vang. Thlanghqing lak awh nang ce laa na ni sa vang.
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
Ikawtih, na lungnaak taw bau nawh, khan hak pha hy; na ypawmnaak ing khan hak pha hy.
11 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth.
Aw Khawsa, khan poe voelh dyna hak zoeksang qu lah; na boeimangnaak ve khawmdek boeih ak khan awh awm lah seh.
