< Psalms 30 >
1 “A psalm, a song at the dedication of the temple, of David.” I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.
[Im nawnnah laa ham David kah Tingtoenglung] Kai nan dom dongah BOEIPA nang kan pomsang tih ka thunkha te kai soah ko nan khah sak pawh.
2 O Lord my God, I cried loudly unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
Ka BOEIPA Pathen, nang taengah ka pang tih, kai nan hoeih sak.
3 O Lord, thou hast brought up from the nether world my soul: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol )
BOEIPA namah long ni ka hinglu he, saelkhui lamkah nan doek. Tangrhom la ka suntlak tangtae lamkah mai kai koep nan hlun. (Sheol )
4 Sing unto the Lord, O ye his pious ones, and give thanks to the memorial of his holiness.
Amah kah hlangcim rhoek BOEIPA te tingtoeng uh lamtah a hmuencim kah poekkoepnah te uem uh.
5 For his anger is momentary, [but] life is in his favor: in the evening [cometh] weeping to stay for a night, but in the morning, there is joyful song.
A thintoek vaengah khaw mikhaptok hil mai ni. A kolonah te hing khui ham ni. Khoyin ah rhahnah neh rhaehba cakhaw mincang ah tamlung la coeng.
6 And I had said indeed in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
Tedae ka ommongnah khuiah kai loh, “Kumhal duela Ka tuen mahpawh,” ka ti.
7 Lord, by thy favor hadst thou caused my mountain to stand in strength: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was terrified.
BOEIPA nang kah kolonah dongah kai ham sarhi tlang te na cak sak. Na maelhmai na thuh vaengah ka let coeng.
8 Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.
BOEIPA nang te kan khue tih ka Boeipa taengah rhennah ka bih.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the grave? Shall the dust thank thee? shall it announce thy truth?
Ka thii neh hlan la ka suntla koinih balae a mueluemnah aih? Laipi loh nang n'uem aya? Na uepomnah a doek aya?
10 Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me: Lord, be thou a helper unto me.
BOEIPA aw, ya van lamtah kai n'rhen lah. Kai aka bom la om lah BOEIPA.
11 Thou hast changed my mourning into dancing for me; thou hast loosened my sack-cloth, and girded me with joy.
Ka rhaengsaelung te lamnah la nan hoi dongah ka tlamhni te nam pit tih kohoenah neh kai nan yol.
12 To the end that my glorious soul may sing praise to thee, and never be silent. O Lord my God, for ever will I give thanks unto thee.
Te dongah thangpomnah loh, nang n'tingtoeng saeh lamtah, toeng boel saeh. BOEIPA ka Pathen nang te, kumhal duela kan uem ni.