Psalms 51
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him after he had committed adultery with Bathsheba. God, please be gracious to me, because of your trustworthy love, because of your infinite kindness please wipe away my sins.
Kathutkung: Devit Oe Cathut, na pahren han ngai e patetlah na pahren haw. Kapap ni teh kahawi e na lungmanae dawkvah, kâtapoenae hah na tha pouh haw.
2 Wash away all my guilt; cleanse me from my sin.
Ka sakpayon e pueng kathoungcalah na pâsu pouh haw. Ka yonnae dawk hoi na thoung sak haw.
3 I admit my rebellion; my sin always stares me in my face.
Kâtapoenae hah ka panue toe. Ka yonnae teh pou ka pouk.
4 I have sinned against you, you alone. I have done evil in your sight. So you are right in what you say, and fair when you judge.
Nang taranlahoi nang koe roeroe ka yon toe. Na mithmu vah hawihoehnae ka sak toe. Ka kong na dei toteh atang doeh. Lawk na ceng toteh, toun han awm hoeh.
5 It's true that I was born guilty—sinful from the time my mother conceived me.
Kai teh payonnae lahoi khe e lah ka o teh, anu ni yon hoi doeh na vawn toe.
6 But you want truth on the inside; you teach me wisdom deep within.
Lungthin kalan e hah na ngai dawkvah, ka lungthin thung lungangnae hah na cangkhai haw.
7 Purify me with hyssop so I can be clean; wash me so I can be whiter than snow.
Dingsala hoi na hui haw, ka thoung han. Na pâsu haw tadamtui patetlah ka pangaw han.
8 Please let me hear joy and happiness again; let the bones you have crushed be glad once more.
Na khoe tangcoung e hrunaw konawm nahanlah, konawmnae hoi lunghawinae lawk na thaisak haw.
9 Turn your face away from looking at my sins; please wipe away my guilt.
Ka yonnae dawk hoi na minhmai hrawk nateh, ka yonnae pueng hah na takhoe pouh haw.
10 Create a pure mind in me, God, and make me trustworthy again.
Oe Cathut, ka thungvah lungthin kathoung bout sak nateh, kai dawk kacakpounge muitha hah bout roung sak haw.
11 Don't expel me from your presence; don't take away your Holy Spirit from me.
Nang koehoi na pâlei hanh lah a. Na Kathoung Muitha teh kai koehoi na lat pouh hanh.
12 Give me back the happiness of your salvation; help me to have a willing nature.
Na rungngangnae dawk konawmnae hah bout na poe haw. Hringpasoungnae na Muitha hoi na kuen haw.
13 Then I will teach your ways to rebellious people, and these sinners will come back to you.
Hottelah, kâtapoenaw hah na lamthung ka cangkhai vaiteh, tamikayonnaw teh nang koe a kâthung awh han.
14 God, please forgive me for the blood I have shed, God of my salvation, and I will sing for joy of your goodness.
Oe Cathut, kaie rungngangnae Cathut, tami thei e yon hoi na hlout sak haw. Na lannae hah ka lai ni kacaipounglah la a sak han.
15 Open my lips so I can speak your praise!
Oe BAWIPA, ka pahni heh paawng nateh, ka pahni ni na pholen han.
16 For sacrifices don't make you happy, or I would bring one; burnt offerings aren't what pleases you.
Bangkongtetpawiteh, thuengnae hah na ngai e nahoeh. Hoehpawiteh, yo na poe han doeh toe. Hmaisawi thuengnae dawk hai na lungyouknae awm hoeh.
17 The “sacrifices” that God wants are on the inside—the brokenness of repentance. God won't reject a broken and sorrowful heart.
Cathut ngai e patetlah thuengnae hateh, muitha rek e hah doeh. Lungthin rek laihoi pankângai e heh, Oe Cathut, banglahai noutna laipalah na awm mahoeh.
18 Be kind to Zion, help the city; rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.
Zion vah na ngai e hawinae hah sak haw, Jerusalem rapan hah kangdout sak haw.
19 Then you will be pleased with sacrifices given in the right spirit, for all kinds of burnt offerings, and bulls sacrificed on your altar once more.
Hottelah hoiyah, lannae thuengnae hoi hmaisawi thuengnae hoi takbuem hmaisawi thuengnae dawk na lunghawi vaiteh, na thuengnae khoungroe van vah, maitotan hah a thueng awh han.
