< Psalms 17 >

1 A PRAYER OF DAVID. Hear, O YHWH, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
David kah Thangthuinah Duengnah he han ya lah BOEIPA! ka tamlung he hnatung lamtah ka ka ah hlangthai palat om kolla ka thangthuinah he na hna han kaeng lah.
2 My judgment goes out from before You; Your eyes see uprightly.
Ka laitloeknah he namah taeng lamkah halo saeh lamtah na mik loh vanatnah te hmuh van saeh.
3 You have proved my heart, You have inspected by night, You have tried me, You find nothing; My thoughts do not pass over my mouth.
Ka lungbuei he noem lah, khoyin ah nan cawh tih kai nan picai dae na hmu moenih. Ka ka he a tholh pawt ham ka mangtaeng coeng.
4 As for doings of man, Through a word of Your lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
Hlang kah thaphu dongah na hmuilai lamkah olka nen ni kai loh dingca kah a caehlong te ka rhael.
5 To uphold my goings in Your paths, My steps have not slipped.
Na namtlak kah ka khokan khaw ka kho a paloe pawt ham n'duel dae.
6 I called You, for You answer me, O God, incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
Kai nan doo dongah kamah loh nang ni kang khue. Pathen aw kai taengla na hna han duen lamtah ka olthui he hnatun lah.
7 Separate Your kindness wonderfully, O Savior of the confiding, By Your right hand, from withstanders.
Caemrhal lamkah aka ying rhoek te na bantang kut neh aka khang, na sitlohnah tah khobaerhambae la tueng.
8 Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; Hide me in the shadow of Your wings,
Na mikhmuh ah thenhnaih nu bangla na phae hlip ah kai n'ying sak lamtah,
9 From the face of the wicked who spoiled me, [From] my enemies in soul who go around against me.
kai aka rhoelrhak sak halang rhoek neh, kai taengah ka hinglu aka vael ka thunkha rhoek hmai lamkah kai he n'dawndah lah.
10 They have closed up their fat, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
Amih te a komoelh uh, a kam a khuep uh tih hoemdamnah a thui uh.
11 “Our steps have now surrounded [him]”; They set their eyes to turn aside in the land.
Tahae ah kaimih kah khokan te a hil uh tih amih mik loh kaimih he m'vael uh coeng. Kaimih he Diklai la aka tulh ham tawn uh.
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
A mueisa mah rhamsa ngaeh ham aka moo sathueng neh sathuengca bangla a huephael ah kho a sak.
13 Arise, O YHWH, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Your sword,
Aw BOEIPA thoo lah, anih hmai ah khoep mah lamtah bung sak. Na cunghang neh halang kut lamkah ka hinglu he han hlah lah.
14 From men, Your hand, O YHWH, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Your hidden things You fill their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons, And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
BOEIPA namah kut dongkah hlang rhoek lamloh, khosaknah lamkah hlang rhoek lamloh, na hingnah dongah amih kah hamsum khaw na khoem pah tih a bung na hah sak. Ca rhoek khaw hah uh tih a coih te a camoe patoeng ham a paih uh.
15 I—in righteousness, I see Your face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Your form!
Kai ngawn tah, duengnah dongah na maelhmai ka hmuh vetih, namah kah muei la ka haenghang vaengah, ngaikhuek la ka om ni.

< Psalms 17 >