Psalms 28
1 A psalm of David. Lord, my rock, I'm calling out to you. Please listen to me! For if you don't respond, I'll be like those who go down into the grave.
Aw Bawipa ka lungnu, namah ni ka nik khy; am hlat kaana koeh ni awm taak. Nang ing am na ning ngainaak awhtaw lawk-kqawng khuiawh ak tlakhqi amyihna ni ka awm hly.
2 Listen as I appeal for mercy, as I call for help, as I hold up my hands in prayer towards your holy Temple.
Nam qeennaak huh aham ni doet nyng, na hun caih soeih benna ka kut qawi ka soeng law awh qeennaak thoeh doena kak khynaak awi ve ngai law lah.
3 Don't drag me off with the wicked, with those who do evil, who speak nicely to their neighbors while in their minds they're plotting evil.
Thlak chekhqi, ik-oeih amak leek ak sai thlangkhqi mi koeh nik dawh sih qen, cekkhqi ing a pilnamkhqi venawh zeelnaak awi taw kqawn kaa lawt hlai uhy, ak kawlung khui awhtaw ak che khqoet ni a awm.
4 Give them what they deserve for their evil actions. Pay them back for what they've done. Give them the reward they've earned!
Ak che ik-oeih ami sainaak amyihna thung pek khqi tloep lawt lah; a mimah ing ak tyng na amah a kut sainaak ce thung pe lah.
5 For they don't pay any attention to what the Lord does, or to what he created. So he will destroy them—they will never be restored.
Bawipa a bibinaakkhqi ingkaw a kut saikhqi ce kaw na awm a maming ngaih dawngawh, cekkhqi ce khqai poet poet kawmsaw ityk awh awm am thawh khqi voel tikaw.
6 Praise the Lord! For he has heard my appeal for mercy!
Qeennaak ka thoehnaak khqi ve a ning zaak peek a dawngawh, Bawipa venawh zoeksangnaak awm seh nyng.
7 The Lord is my strength and my shield. I trust in him and he helps me. I'm so happy, and I sing my thanks to him.
Bawipa taw kak thaawmnaak ingkaw ka phuhqa na awm hy; kak kawlung ing amah ce ka ypnaak a dawngawh ni bawm hy. Kak kaw zeel soeih nawh amah venawh zeelnaak awi kqawn doena laa sa vang.
8 The Lord gives strength to his people; he is a safe refuge for the one he has anointed.
Bawipa taw ak thlangkhqi ham thaawmnaak na awm nawh, amah ing a caksak thlangkhqi ham hulnaak vawngcak na awm hy.
9 Save your people! Bless your “special possession”! Be their shepherd and carry them in your arms forever!
Nak thlangkhqi ce hul nawhtaw na qo ak pangkhqi ce zosennaak pe lah; a mingmih a tuudoenkung na awm nawh kumqui dyna khai khqi loet lah.
