Psalms 142

1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.

Lungsong khaw thung oh naah lawkthuihaih. Angraeng khaeah tha hoi ka hang; tahmen hnikhaih hoi Angraeng khaeah ka hang.

2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.

A hmaa ah laisaephaih lok to ka thuih moe, ka raihaih to a hmaa ah ka taphong.

3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.

Ka tak thungah muithla thazok sut naah, ka caehhaih loklam to nang panoek pae. Ka caehhaih loklam ah nihcae mah kai hanah tamquta hoiah dongh ang patung o.

4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.

Bantang bangah ka khet naah, kai panoek kami mi doeh om ai; abuephaih ka tawn ai; ka hinghaih paawt mi doeh om ai.

5 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.

Aw Angraeng, nang khaeah ka hang; nang loe ka buephaih ah na oh moe, kahing kaminawk prae ah kai ih taham ah na oh, tiah ka thuih.

6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.

Ka poekhaih ka pahnaem boeh pongah, ka hanghaih lok hae tahngai ah; kai pacaekthlaek kaminawk ih ban thung hoiah na pahlong ah; nihcae loe kai pongah thacak o kue.

7 Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.

Na hmin pakoeh thai hanah, thongim thung hoiah na loisak ah; ka nuiah na hoih pongah, katoeng kaminawk loe ka taengah angzo o tih.