Psalms 8

1 To him that excelleth on Gittith. A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord our Lord, how excellent is thy Name in all the worlde! which hast set thy glory aboue the heauens.

Aw Bawipa, kaimih a Bawipa, khawmdek khan boeih awh na boeimangnaak be soeih mah hy! Na boeimangnaak ce khankhqik khanawh ta hyk ti.

2 Out of the mouth of babes and suckelings hast thou ordeined strength, because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemie and the auenger.

Qaalkhqi ingkaw lu ak lokhqi sit sak aham ingkaw na qaalkhqi awh, naasenkhqi ingkaw naacakhqi a hui awhkawng kyihcahnaak ce caksak hyk ti.

3 When I beholde thine heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers, the moone and the starres which thou hast ordeined,

Khan nakaw ak awm na kut sai pihla ingkaw aihchikhqi, amah a awmnaak hun boeih awh na taakkhqi ce kak poek awh,

4 What is man, say I, that thou art mindefull of him? and the sonne of man, that thou visitest him?

Thlanghqing ve ikawpna a awm aih awh, na qeetnaak khaak nawh, thlanghqing capa awm na kqip loet hy voei?

5 For thou hast made him a little lower then God, and crowned him with glory and worship.

Anih ce khan khaw na ak awm anglakawh ak nem bet na sai nawh boeimang thangleeknaak ing sing hyk ti.

6 Thou hast made him to haue dominion in the workes of thine hands: thou hast put all things vnder his feete:

Na kut saikhqi boeih ukkung na ta nawh, a khawk kaiawh ik-oeihkhqi boeih ce taak pe hyk ti.

7 All sheepe and oxen: yea, and the beastes of the fielde:

Tui a nga ingkaw kqawng nakaw qamsa boeih,

8 The foules of the ayre, and the fish of the sea, and that which passeth through the paths of the seas.

khawnghi nakaw chukphakhqi, tuih khui nakaw lum a nga boeih ingkaw tuicunli awhkaw ak cawlhtat boeih ce a khawk kaiawh taak pe hyk ti.

9 O Lord our Lord, howe excellent is thy Name in all the world!

Aw Bawipa, kaimih a Bawipa, khawmdek pum awh nang ming qypawm soeih hy.