Psalms 77
1 To the chief music-maker. After Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A Psalm. I was crying to God with my voice; even to God with my voice, and he gave ear to me.
Khawsa venawh bawmnaak thoeh doena khy nyng saw; kak awi ngaih aham Khawsa ce khy nyng.
2 In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
Kak kawpoek a kyi awh, Bawipa ce sui nyng; khawmthan awh awm ka kut qawi ve thlak kana phyl loet nyng saw ka hqingnaak ing ngaihqep cana awm aham tha na hy.
3 I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah)
Aw Khawsa, nang ce ni sim khak nyng saw, kang ko; ka poek qu hqet awh ce, kang myihhla ak tha hoet hy.
4 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
Kamik ve ni tang sak khak tiksaw: awi ka pau kaw a ma lawnaak dyt awh kyi nyng.
5 My thoughts go back to the days of the past, to the years which are gone.
Ak kqymkqawkhqi poek a vat sam nyng saw, ni hu ben awhkaw kumkhqi ce ka poek vat sam lah awh;
6 The memory of my song comes back to me in the night; my thoughts are moving in my heart; my spirit is searching with care.
Khawmthan awhkaw laa ka sakkhqi ce poek hqoet nyng. Kak kawlung ing kak poek hqet awh ce kang myihla ing awi doet hy;
7 Will the Lord put me away for ever? will he be kind no longer?
Bawipa ing kumqui dyna nik qeng hly nu? Kak khan awh ak kaw am law hly voel nawh nu?
8 Is his mercy quite gone for ever? has his word come to nothing?
Amak dyt thai a lungnaak ce ang loet na qeng hly hawh nawh nu? Ak awikam awm plal hly poe hawh nawh nu?
9 Has God put away the memory of his pity? are his mercies shut up by his wrath? (Selah)
Khawsa ing qeennaak taak aham hilh hly hau hawh nawh hy voei nu? Ak kawsonaak ing a lungqeennaak ce byp hly pe khoep hawh nawh hy voei nu?” ti nyng.
10 And I said, It is a weight on my spirit; but I will keep in mind the years of the right hand of the Most High.
Cawhtaw, Vemyihna qeennaak thoeh kawng; Sawsang Soeih awh ak awm tangkut ben awhkaw kumkhqi ce,” tinawh poek nyng.
11 I will keep in mind the works of Jah: I will keep the memory of your wonders in the past.
Bawipa a ik-oeih saikhqi ce sim loet kawng nyng saw; oeih, ma nakaw kawpoek kyi ik-oeih na saikhqi ce sim loet vang nyng.
12 I will give thought to all your work, while my mind goes over your acts of power.
Na bibinaak khqi ce poek nyng saw nak thaawm ik-oeih sai ce ak nep na poek kawng nyng.
13 Your way, O God, is holy: what god is so great as our God?
Aw Khawsa, nang a lawnglamkhqi taw zawziih hy. Ningmih a Khawsamyihna ak awm ikawmyih khawsa nu a awm bai?
14 You are the God who does works of power: you have made your strength clear to the nations.
Nang Khawsa ing ni kawpoek kyi ik-oeihkhqi na sai nawh; thlangkhqi venawh nak thaawmnaak ce ang dang sak.
15 With your arm you have made your people free, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
Nak thaawm ban ing nak thlangkhqi, Jacob ingkaw Joseph cadilkhqi ce hul hyk ti.
16 The waters saw you, O God; the waters saw you, they were in fear: even the deep was troubled.
Aw Khawsa, tuikhqi ing ni hu uhy, tuikhqi ing ni hu unawh chawi qu kawlh kawlh uhy; tuihdungkhqi awm thyn hqoeng uhy.
17 The clouds sent out water; the skies gave out a sound; truly, your arrows went far and wide.
Cingmaikhqi ing tui hawk unawh, khawnghi ing hum hy; na lakhqi ing huna haina phla hlap hlap hy.
18 The voice of your thunder went rolling on; the world was flaming with the light of the storm; the earth was shaking.
Khawhum awi ce khaw na phla nawh, khawkphla ing khawmdek ce vang sak hy; Khawmdek ing tyn nawh thyn hy.
19 Your way was in the sea, and your road in the great waters; there was no knowledge of your footsteps.
Na lam ce tuicunli dyna awm nawh, na khawleh am dang hlai hy, na cehnaak ce tuinu thingpa anglakawh awm hy.
20 You were guiding your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Nang ing Mosi ingkaw Aaron a kut hawna nawh nak thlangkhqi ce tuu kqeng amyihna sawi hyk ti.
