< Psalms 30 >
1 A Psalm of David: dedication-song of the house. I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me.
Kathutkung: Devit Oe BAWIPA na pholen han. Bangkongtetpawiteh, na tawmrasang. Ka tarannaw ni na panuikhai hane na pasoung hoeh.
2 Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
Oe BAWIPA, ka Cathut, nang koe ka hram teh, na kabawp teh na dam sak.
3 Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol )
Oe BAWIPA, ka hringnae heh phuen thung hoi na rasa teh, tangkom dawk ka bo hoeh nahanlah na hring sak. (Sheol )
4 Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.
A tamikathoungnaw, BAWIPA pholen hoi la sak awh. A min kathoung pahnim hoeh nahanlah, konawm lawk dei awh.
5 For a moment [is passed] in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.
A lungkhueknae teh tawkkadek doeh, a ngaikhainae teh hringyung hane doeh. Kanae teh tangmin vah a roe. Hatei, amom vah konawmnae a pha.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
Ka tawnta nateh, ka vout mahoeh toe ka ti.
7 Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
BAWIPA na ngaikhainae lahoi, ka mon teh kacaklah na kangdue sak. Na minhmai na hro toteh, ka lungrei a thai.
8 I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:
Oe BAWIPA nang koe ka hram teh, BAWIPA koe ka kâhei.
9 What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
Tangkom dawk ka bo toteh, ka thi ni bang hawinae maw a tawn. Vaiphu ni na pholen vaiteh na lawkkatang hah a pâpho han na maw.
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.
Oe BAWIPA, ka lawk na thai pouh haw. Na pahren haw. BAWIPA kabawmkung lah pou awm haw.
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Ka cingounae hah lamnae lah na coung sak.
12 That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.
Apout totouh ka bawilennae ni kâhat laipalah na pholen teh, la a sak thai nahanlah, Oe BAWIPA ka Cathut, a yungyoe hoi konawmnae lawk ka dei han.