Psalms 64
1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O God, let the voice of my grief come to your ear: keep my life from the fear of those who are against me.
Aw Khawsa, kang ngaih kyinaak awi ka sa awh ve, ngai law lah; kqih awm qaal anglakawhkawng ka hqingnaak ve hlip chung lah.
2 Keep me safe from the secret purpose of wrongdoers; from the band of the workers of evil;
Thlakchekhqi a tengnaak awhkawng ni thuh nawhtaw, khawboek chekhqi awipungkhqi ven awhkawng ni thuh lah.
3 Who make their tongues sharp like a sword, and whose arrows are pointed, even bitter words;
Amim laikhqi ce zawzi amyihna taak pat la unawh, ak chy ak ngan la amyihna amik awi ing thlang hyt uhy.
4 So that in secret they may let loose their arrows at the upright, suddenly and unseen.
Ak awm dym thlang ce mah unawh kaap uhy, kqihnaak taak kaana, anih ce kaap zap uhy.
5 They make themselves strong in an evil purpose; they make holes for secret nets; they say, Who will see it,
Ak che ik-oeih poeknaak awh tha pe qu unawh, ang hypna ami dun thang akawng ce kqawn uhy; “U ing a huh tang kaw?” ti uhy.
6 Or make discovery of our secret purpose? The design is framed with care; and the inner thought of a man, and his heart, is deep.
Amak thym ik-oeih awh za qu unawh, “sai ham hly nik poek hloem lauh hy aa!” ti uhy. Thlanghqing ak kawlung ve qaai kqawn thai pai hy.
7 But God sends out an arrow against them; suddenly they are wounded.
Cehlai, cekkhqi ce Khawsa ing la ing kaap kaw; kawlkalh awh cekkhqi ce kaap hawh kaw.
8 The evil of their tongues is the cause of their fall; all those who see them are shaking their heads at them.
A mimah am lai ha ce hawi pek khqi khup phlet kawmsaw plawci sak khqi kaw; ak hukhqi boeih ing thekhanaak ing a lu thlek sih kawm uh.
9 And in fear men make public the works of God; and giving thought to his acts they get wisdom.
Thlanghqing boeih ing kqih hawh kawm uh; Khawsa bibi ce kqawn kawm usaw a ik-oeih sai ce poek kawm uh.
10 The upright will be glad in the Lord and have hope in him; and all the lovers of righteousness will give him glory.
Thlakdyng ingtaw Khawsa awh zeel seitaw amah awh ce thuk seh; kawlung ak dyngkhqi boeih ing amah kyihcah seh!
