Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
Aw BOEIPA, balae tih mueirhih tue vaengah a hla la na thuh tih na pai?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
Halang kah a hoemnahloh mangdaeng te a hlak dae tangkhuepnah neh a moeh rhoek long te amamih lat a tuuk.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
Halang tah a hinglu kah hoehhamnah dongah yan uh tih, aka mueluem loh BOEIPA yah aka bai te a uem.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Halang tah oeknah neh a thintoek a khueh. Pathen te toem pawt tih, a thuepnah boeih dongah om pawh.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
A longpuei a longpuei te a tue boeih ah kilkul. Na laitloeknah te anih hmai lamloh a sang pah. Anih aka daengdaeh boeih khaw amamih te lat a sat.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
A lungbuei ah, “Thawnpuei lamkah thawnpuei due ka tuen pawt vetih ka yoethae mahpawh,” a ti.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
A ka dongah olthae olkha, hlangthai palat ya neh hnaephnapnah bae tih a lai dongah thakthaenah neh boethae ni aka om.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
Vong kaep kah rhong ah ngol tih, a huephael ah ommongsitoe a ngawn. A mik neh mangdaeng mangtok te a mae uh.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
Mangdaeng te tuuk ham a huephael kah po khuiah sathueng bangla rhongngol. Mangdaeng te a tuuk vaengah amah kah lawk neh a sol.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Te dongah paep la paep tih a ngawm phoeiah tah tatthai khaw a pilnu hmuiah ni mangdaeng mangtok la a cungku.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
A lungbuei ah, “Pathen loh a hnilh coeng, a maelhmai a thuh tih yoeyah la hmu mahpawh,” a ti.
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Aw BOEIPA Pathen thoo lah, na kut thueng lah. Mangdaeng kodo te nang loh hnilh boeh.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
Balae tih halang loh Pathen yah a bai te amah lungbuei ah, “Nan cae tang mahpawh,” a ti?
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Tedae, na hmuh coeng dongah, thakthaenah neh konoinah, na kut dongah khueh ham na paelki. Namah tah cadah aka bom la na om dongah, na taengah mangdaeng mangtok khaw a hal.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Boethae halang kah a ban te khaem pah. A halangnah te cae pah lamtah hlun boeh.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
BOEIPA tah kumhal ah manghai yoeyah tih, a khohmuen kah namtom rhoek tah milh uh ni.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
Kodo rhoek kah ngaihlihnah te BOEIPA nang loh na hna neh na hnatung tih, na yaak dongah, a lungbuei na cikngae sak.
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
Cadah neh hlanghnaep pahnap ham laitloek pah. Diklai lamkah hlanghing taengah, a sarhing ham te koep khoep boel saeh.
