Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
A capa Absalom hmai lamkah a yong vaengah David kah tingtoeng Aw BOEIPA, badongah kai taengah aka tlai, ka rhal he muep a pung,
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
“Pathenlamkah khangnah tah anih ham moenih,” tila ka hinglu he muep a thui uh. (Selah)
3 But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
Tedae, BOEIPA nang tah kai taengah photling, ka thangpomnah neh ka lu aka pomsang la na om.
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
BOEIPAte ka ol neh ka khue vaengah, a tlang cim lamloh kai n'doo, (Selah)
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
Kai he BOEIPA loh n'duel dongah, ka yalh tih ka ip dae koep ka haenghang,
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
Kapilnam a thawng a sang aka pai khoep te ka rhih mahpawh,
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
Aw ka BOEIPA Pathen thoo laeh! namah loh ka thunkha te boeih na ngawn tih, halang rhoek kah kamken no khaw na thuk dongah kai he n'khanglaeh
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
Khangnahhe BOEIPA taengkah ni. Nang kah yoethennah loh na pilnam soah om saeh. (Selah)
