Psalms 58
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. Is it true? O Congregation, speake ye iustly? O sonnes of men, iudge ye vprightly?
[Aka mawt ham David kah, “Phae boeh” laa] Duengnah he olmueh na ti uh tih, hlang ca rhoek taengah vanatnah neh lai na tloek uh tang a?
2 Yea, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your hands execute crueltie vpon the earth.
Tedae, lungbuei neh dumlai na saii. Diklai ah kuthlahnah te na kut dongah na thuek.
3 The wicked are strangers from ye wombe: euen from the belly haue they erred, and speake lyes.
Halang rhoek tah bung khui lamloh kholong uh coeng tih, laithae aka thui rhoek khaw a bungko khui lamloh kho a hmang uh.
4 Their poyson is euen like the poyson of a serpent: like ye deafe adder that stoppeth his eare.
Amih kah kosi te rhul sue phek la om tih minta hnapang bangla a hna a buem.
5 Which heareth not the voyce of the inchanter, though he be most expert in charming.
Te vaengah aka hloih thai rhoek loh a hloih vaengkah a sisuk ol te ya pawh.
6 Breake their teeth, O God, in their mouthes: breake the iawes of the yong lions, O Lord.
Pathen aw, amih ka dongkah a no te koengloeng pah. BOEIPA aw sathueng kah kamkenno te thuk pah.
7 Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
Amih te tui aka long bangla yip kak uh saeh. Thaltang, thaltang a phuk te haih pah tangloeng saeh.
8 Let them consume like a snayle that melteth, and like the vntimely fruite of a woman, that hath not seene the sunne.
Hnap neh aka thoeih lainat neh huta aka rhumpu bangla khomik hmu uh boel saeh.
9 As raw flesh before your pots feele the fire of thornes: so let him cary them away as with a whirlewinde in his wrath.
Na umam loh a yakming uh hlan ah cangpalam loh a yawn bangla hling khaw, thinghing khaw thingkoh khaw yawn saeh.
10 The righteous shall reioyce when he seeeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feete in the blood of the wicked.
Phulohnah a hmuh vaengah hlang dueng loh a kohoe vetih halang kah thii neh a kho a silh ni.
11 And men shall say, Verily there is fruite for the righteous: doutlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.
Te vaengah pilnam loh, “Aka dueng ham thapang om pai. Diklai ah Pathen loh lai a tloek pai,” a ti ni.
