Psalms 2
1 Why have nations assembled tumultuously? And peoples meditate vanity?
Tipongah Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk loe palungphui o moe, kaminawk loe avang ai hmuen to poek o?
2 Kings of the earth station themselves, and princes have been united together, against YHWH, and against His Messiah:
Long siangpahrangnawk hoi ukkungnawk loe nawnto amkhueng o moe, Angraeng hoi anih mah situi bawh tangcae kami ih lok to aek o,
3 “Let us draw off Their cords, And cast Their thick bands from us.”
nihcae ih qui to taprawt pae pat si loe, nihcae ih sumqui doeh vaa pae o ving si, tiah a thuih o.
4 He who is sitting in the heavens laughs, The Lord mocks at them.
Vannawk ah anghnu kami loe pahnui tih: Angraeng mah nihcae to pahnuithui tih.
5 Then He speaks to them in His anger, and in His wrath He troubles them:
To naah anih mah nihcae to palungphuihaih hoiah thuitaek ueloe, kana parai koeh koi kaom ai anghmang thok khosakhaih to phasak tih.
6 “And I have anointed My King, On Zion—My holy hill.”
Toe kaimah ih kaciim Zion mae nuiah, kaimah ih siangpahrang to kang hnutsak boeh, tiah anih mah thuih.
7 I declare concerning a statute: YHWH said to me, “You [are] My Son, today I have brought You forth.
Angraeng mah ang thuih ih lok to ka thuih han; nang loe ka Capa ni; nang loe vaihniah kang tapen boeh, tiah ang naa.
8 Ask of Me and I give nations [as] Your inheritance, And the ends of the earth [for] Your possession.
Na hniah, to tih nahaeloe Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk to nang han qawk ah kang paek han, nihcae loe longboeng khoek to nang ih qawk ah om o tih.
9 You rule them with a scepter of iron, You crush them as a vessel of a potter.”
Nihcae to sumboeng hoiah na uk ueloe, long laom pakhoih phaeng baktih toengah, nihcae to na vaa phaeng tih.
10 And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,
To pongah nangcae siangpahrangnawk, Palungha oh loe, long ukkungnawk thuitaekhaih lok to tahngai oh.
11 Serve YHWH with fear, And rejoice with trembling.
Zithaih palungthin hoiah Angraeng ih tok to sah oh loe, tasoeh takuenhaih hoiah anghoe oh.
12 Kiss the Chosen One [[or Son]], lest He is angry, And you perish [from] the way, When His anger burns but a little, O the blessedness of all trusting in Him!
Capa to mok oh, to tih ai nahaeloe Anih palungphui ueloe, nang loe loklam hoiah nang hmaa ving tih, anih loe palungphui cadoeh akra mak ai. Anih nuiah amha kaminawk boih loe tahamhoih o.
