Psalms 39
1 To the excellent musician Ieduthun. I thought, I will take heede to my wayes, that I sinne not with my tongue: I will keepe my mouth brideled, while the wicked is in my sight.
[Jeduthun loh mawt vaengkah ham David kah Tingtoenglung] “Ka lai te tholh ve tila ka khosing ka ngaithuen vetih ka hmai ah halang khui atah ka ka dongah kahu ka khueh mai bitni,” ka ti.
2 I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
Duemnah neh ka tum uh tih a then lamloh ka ngam hatah ka thakkhoeihnah loh n'lawn.
3 Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,
Ka kohnuenah neh ka ko khuiah ka lungbuei loh ling sut tih hmai la a rhong dongah ka lai neh,
4 Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
“Aw BOEIPA, ka hmakhah neh ka khohnin kah cungnueh te kai m'ming sak lah. Kai he hlang loh metla n'hnawt n'khoe m'ming sak lah.
5 Beholde, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee: surely euery man in his best state is altogether vanitie. (Selah)
Ka khohnin he kutsom pakhat dawk nan khueh tih ka khosaknah he namah hmai ah a hong la coeng. Te dongah hlang boeih he a honghi la rhip pai. (Selah)
6 Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.
Tedae hlang he mueihlip bangla cet tih a honghi la ko uh. A hmoek dae u loh a coi khaw ming pawh.
7 And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.
Tedae balae ka lamtawn pueng. Ka ngaiuepnah he ka Boeipa namah dongah ni a om.
8 Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish.
Ka dumlai boeih lamkah kai n'huul lah. Hlang ang kah kokhahnah la kai nan khueh moenih.
9 I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it.
Namah loh na saii coeng dongah ka ka ang muehla ka khom.
10 Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
Na kut rham loh kai n'khah coeng dongah namah kah phaepnah he kai taeng lamkah han khoe laeh.
11 When thou with rebukes doest chastise man for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. (Selah)
Thaesainah dongah toelthamnah neh hlang na toel. Bungbo kah a cak bangla a hlangthen te na hma sak dongah hlang boeih he a honghi ni. (Selah)
12 Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.
Aw BOEIPA, ka thangthuinah han ya lamtah ka mikphi neh ka pang vaengah hnatun lah. A pa rhoek boeih bangla kai khaw nang taengah lampah neh yinlai la ka om dongah olmueh ha dik boeh.
13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
Ka cet tih ka khum hlan ah ka ngai a dip ham khaw kai taeng lamkah mangthung mai dae.
