Psalms 65
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. A song. God, you deserve to be praised, and in Zion we will keep our promises to you.
[Aka mawt ham David kah tingtoeng laa] Duemnah he namah kah ni, Zion ah Pathen koehnah om tih, namah taengah olcaeng han thuung pawn ni.
2 You hear our prayers; everyone comes to you.
Thangthuinah aka ya. BOEIPA namah taengla pumsa boeih loh halo uh ni.
3 Even though we're drowning in our sins and our disobedience, you forgive us.
Thaesainah ol loh kai soah m'poe uh coeng. Kaimih kah boekoeknah khaw nan dawth.
4 Happy are those you choose to keep close to you, those who live in your courts! We are delighted with the blessings we receive in your house, your holy Temple!
Na tuek tih na vongup neh a yoei ah kho aka sa tah a yoethen. Na bawkim cim, na im kah thennah te ka cung uh coeng.
5 In your goodness you answer us through the wonderful things you do, God of our salvation. You can be trusted by everyone on earth, including those sailing distant oceans.
Kaimih kah khangnah Pathen. Duengnah neh kaimih nan doo te a rhih om pai. Diklai khobawt neh khohla tuitunli boeih kah a pangtungnah ni.
6 You made the mountains by your power, for you have great strength.
Thayung thamal te a vah tih, a thadueng neh tlang ke a thoh.
7 You calm the raging seas and crashing waves, you silence the noisy shouts of the nations.
Tuitunli kah longlonah, tuiphu kah longlonah neh, namtu hlangping khaw na domyok sak.
8 Everyone, even those in distant lands, are amazed by the wonderful things you do, from the east to the west they sing for joy.
Te dongah khohla kah kho aka sa rhoek na miknoek te a rhih tih mincang khothoeng lamkah kholaeh duela na tamhoe.
9 You care for the earth and water it; you make it very productive. God, your river is full of water to grow the grain—this is what you have planned.
Diklai na hip tih muep na bueih. Pathen kah sokca te na boei sak tih tui na bae sak. Anih te na hlinsai tih cangpai neh na hmoel pah.
10 You fill the ploughed furrows with water, you soften the ridges; you bless the growing crops.
A kong te na hmilhmal sak. Laikong te na cikngae sak. Mueitui neh na pan sak tih, a cangdueng te yoe na then sak.
11 You make the high point of the year a wonderful harvest, filling the wagons with good things.
Na then kum te na khuem tih na namtlak ah maehhloi a yoem uh.
12 The pastures in the wilderness grow lush; the hillsides are clothed in bright flowers.
Khosoek rhamtlim khaw a pha thil tih, som rhoek te omngaihnah neh a yen.
13 The meadows are covered with flocks of sheep, and the valleys with fields of grain. Everything triumphantly sings for joy.
Rhamtlim te boiva loh a thing tih, tuikol rhoek te cangpai a saeng dongah yuhui neh a hlai uh bal.
