Psalms 39
1 Unto the end. For Jeduthun himself. A Canticle of David. I said, “I will keep to my ways, so that I will not offend with my tongue.” I posted a guard at my mouth, when a sinner took up a position against me.
Jeduthun loh mawt vaengkah ham David kah Tingtoenglung “Ka lai te tholh ve tila ka khosing ka ngaithuen vetih ka hmai ah halang khui atah ka ka dongah kahu ka khueh mai bitni,” ka ti.
2 I was silenced and humbled, and I was quiet before good things, and my sorrow was renewed.
Duemnah neh ka tum uh tih a then lamloh ka ngam hatah ka thakkhoeihnah loh n'lawn.
3 My heart grew hot within me, and, during my (meditation) a fire would flare up.
Ka kohnuenah neh ka ko khuiah ka lungbuei loh ling sut tih hmai la a rhong dongah ka lai neh,
4 I spoke with my tongue, “O Lord, make me know my end, and what the number of my days will be, so that I may know what is lacking to me.”
“Aw BOEIPA, ka hmakhah neh ka khohnin kah cungnueh te kai m'ming sak lah. Kai he hlang loh metla n'hnawt n'khoe m'ming sak lah.
5 Behold, you have made my days measurable, and, before you, my substance is as nothing. Yet truly, all things are vanity: every living man.
Ka khohnin he kutsom pakhat dawk nan khueh tih ka khosaknah he namah hmai ah a hong la coeng. Te dongah hlang boeih he a honghi la rhip pai. (Selah)
6 So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.
Tedae hlang he mueihlip bangla cet tih a honghi la ko uh. A hmoek dae u loh a coi khaw ming pawh.
7 And now, what is it that awaits me? Is it not the Lord? And my substance is with you.
Tedae balae ka lamtawn pueng. Ka ngaiuepnah he ka Boeipa namah dongah ni a om.
8 Rescue me from all my iniquities. You have handed me over as a reproach to the foolish.
Ka dumlai boeih lamkah kai n'huul lah. Hlang ang kah kokhahnah la kai nan khueh moenih.
9 I was silenced, and I did not open my mouth, because it was you who acted.
Namah loh na saii coeng dongah ka ka ang muehla ka khom.
10 Remove your scourges from me.
Na kut rham loh kai n'khah coeng dongah namah kah phaepnah he kai taeng lamkah han khoe laeh.
11 I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted.
Thaesainah dongah toelthamnah neh hlang na toel. Bungbo kah a cak bangla a hlangthen te na hma sak dongah hlang boeih he a honghi ni. (Selah)
12 O Lord, heed my prayer and my supplication. Pay attention to my tears. Do not be silent. For I am a newcomer with you, and a sojourner, just as all my fathers were.
Aw BOEIPA, ka thangthuinah han ya lamtah ka mikphi neh ka pang vaengah hnatun lah. A pa rhoek boeih bangla kai khaw nang taengah lampah neh yinlai la ka om dongah olmueh ha dik boeh.
13 Forgive me, so that I may be refreshed, before I will go forth and be no more.
Ka cet tih ka khum hlan ah ka ngai a dip ham khaw kai taeng lamkah mangthong mai dae.
