Psalms 8

1 To the chief music-maker on the Gittith. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, our Lord, whose glory is higher than the heavens, how noble is your name in all the earth!

Aw Bawipa, kaimih a Bawipa, khawmdek khan boeih awh na boeimangnaak be soeih mah hy! Na boeimangnaak ce khankhqik khanawh ta hyk ti.

2 You have made clear your strength even out of the mouths of babies at the breast, because of those who are against you; so that you may put to shame the cruel and violent man.

Qaalkhqi ingkaw lu ak lokhqi sit sak aham ingkaw na qaalkhqi awh, naasenkhqi ingkaw naacakhqi a hui awhkawng kyihcahnaak ce caksak hyk ti.

3 When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;

Khan nakaw ak awm na kut sai pihla ingkaw aihchikhqi, amah a awmnaak hun boeih awh na taakkhqi ce kak poek awh,

4 What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account?

Thlanghqing ve ikawpna a awm aih awh, na qeetnaak khaak nawh, thlanghqing capa awm na kqip loet hy voei?

5 For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.

Anih ce khan khaw na ak awm anglakawh ak nem bet na sai nawh boeimang thangleeknaak ing sing hyk ti.

6 You have made him ruler over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet;

Na kut saikhqi boeih ukkung na ta nawh, a khawk kaiawh ik-oeihkhqi boeih ce taak pe hyk ti.

7 All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field;

Tui a nga ingkaw kqawng nakaw qamsa boeih,

8 The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.

khawnghi nakaw chukphakhqi, tuih khui nakaw lum a nga boeih ingkaw tuicunli awhkaw ak cawlhtat boeih ce a khawk kaiawh taak pe hyk ti.

9 O Lord, our Lord, how noble is your name in all the earth!

Aw Bawipa, kaimih a Bawipa, khawmdek pum awh nang ming qypawm soeih hy.