Psalms 139
1 “To the chief musician, by David, a psalm.” O Lord! thou hast searched me through, and thou knowest [me].
Aka mawt ham David kah Tingtoenglung BOEIPA aw kai nan khe tih nan ming coeng.
2 Thou indeed knowest my sitting down and my rising up, thou understandest my thinking while yet afar off.
Namah loh ka ngol ka pai khaw na ming tih ka mangtaengnah te a hla lamloh na yakming.
3 My walking and my lying down hast thou limited, and with all my ways art thou acquainted.
Ka yiin tih ka yalh ah khaw nan dangrhoek tih ka longpuei khaw boeih na hmaiben coeng.
4 For, while there is not a word on my tongue, lo, thou, O Lord, knowest it entirely.
BOEIPA aw boeih na ming bangla ka lai dongah ol a om moenih he.
5 Behind and before hast thou hedged me in, and thou placest upon me thy hand.
A hnuk a hmai la kai nan thingthung tih kai soah na kut nan tloeng thil.
6 Too wonderful is such knowledge for me: it is too exalted, I cannot attain unto it.
Mingnah loh mangvawt la mangvawt coeng tih kai lakah a pomdoep te tah ka pha moenih.
7 Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee away from thy presence?
Na Mueihla taeng lamloh melam ka pongpa vetih na mikhmuh lamloh melam ka yong eh?
8 If I should ascend into heaven, thou art there; and if I should make my bed in the nether world, behold, thou art there. (Sheol h7585)
Vaan la ka luei cakhaw namah hnap, Saelkhui ah thingkong ka phaih cakhaw namah hnap na om. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I should lift up the wings of the morning-dawn, if I should dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea:
Mincang phae ka phuel tih tuitun rhalvang ah kho ka sak.
10 Even there would thy hand lead me, and thy right hand would seize hold of me.
Teah pataeng na kut loh kai m'mawt vetih na bantang kut loh kai n'tuuk ni.
11 If I said, Surely darkness shall enshroud me, and into night [be turned] the light about me:
“Khohmuep loh kai n'thing,” ka ti ngawn cakhaw khoyin he ka taengvai ah vangnah la poeh.
12 Yet even darkness can obscure nothing from thee; but the night will shine like the day; both the darkness and the light are alike [to thee].
Khohmuep pataeng namah taengah hmuep pawh. Te dongah khoyin te khothaih bangla, tamyin khaw khosae bangla sae ni.
13 For thou possessest my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
Namah loh ka kuel khaw na lai tih a nu bungko khuiah kai nan cun coeng.
14 I will thank thee therefore, that I am [so] fearfully [and] wonderfully made: wonderful are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Namah te kang hiin dongah ni kang uem. Na bibi khaw khobaerhambae la khobaerhambae coeng tih ka hinglu loh phaeng a ming.
15 My being was not concealed from thee, when I was made in secret, when I was [so to say] embroidered in the lowest parts of the earth.
Ka thaa khaw namah taeng lamloh a thuh moenih. A huephael ah n'saii tih diklai laedil ah n'hlom.
16 My undeveloped substance did thy eyes see; and in thy book were all of them written down—the days which have been formed, while yet not one of them was here.
Ka pumho he na mik loh a hmuh coeng. Te boeih te na cabu khuila a daek uh vaengah khohnin khaw saii uh hlan tih amih te pakhat khaw om hlan.
17 And how precious are unto me thy thoughts, O God! how mightily great is their sum!
Te dongah Pathen namah na mangtaengnah tah kai ham bahoeng a phutlo tih a hnun bahoeng ting.
18 Should I count them, they would be more numerous than the sand: I awake, and I am still with thee.
Te te ka tae ham khaw laivin lakah puh. Ka haenghang vaengah kai khaw namah taengla ka om pueng.
19 If thou wouldst but slay the wicked, O God! and ye men of blood, depart from me.
Pathen aw halang ke na rhaem oeh atah hlang thii he kai taeng lamloh khoe mai.
20 Who speak of thee for a wicked end, thy enemies, that bear [thy name] for a vain purpose.
Namah te tangkhuepnah neh a thui tih na rhal rhoek loh a poeyoek la a phueih.
21 Behold, those that hate thee I ever hate, O Lord; and for those that rise up against thee do I feel loathing.
BOEIPA nang aka thiinah rhoek pawt nim ka thiinah tih nang aka tloelh rhoek taengah ka ko a oek?
22 With the utmost hatred do I hate them: enemies are they become unto me.
Ka taengah thunkha la a om uh dongah amih te hmuhuetnah neh a khuetnah ka thiinah.
23 Search me through, O God, and know my heart; probe me, and know my thoughts:
Pathen aw kai n'khe lamtah ka thinko ming lah. Kai noemcai lamtah ka mangvawtnah he ming lah.
24 And see if there be a way of perverseness in me, and lead me on the way of eternity.
Tedae ka khuikah tloh longpuei hmu lamtah kumhal longpuei ah kai m'mawt lah.
