Psalms 131

1 A Song of degrees. Of David. Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself in great matters, and in things too wonderful for me.

David kah Tangtlaeng Laa BOEIPA aw ka lungbuei sang pawt tih ka mik khaw a pomsang moenih. Te dongah kamah lakah aka tanglue rhoek neh a rhaisang taengah khaw ka pongpa pawh.

2 Surely I have restrained and composed my soul, like a weaned child with its mother: my soul within me is as a weaned child.

Tedae ka hinglu khaw hal tih ka kuemsuem coeng. A manu taengkah suk aka toeng bangla ka khuikah ka hinglu khaw a toeng coeng.

3 Let Israel hope in Jehovah, from henceforth and for evermore.

Aw Israel, tahae lamkah kumhal duela BOEIPA te ngaiuep lah.