Psalms 75
1 TO THE OVERSEER. “DO NOT DESTROY.” A PSALM OF ASAPH. A SONG. We have given thanks to You, O God, We have given thanks, and Your Name [is] near, They have recounted Your wonders.
Aw Khawsa, na venawh zeelnaak awi kqawn unyng, nang ming a zoe dawngawh, zeelnaak awi kqawn unyng; thlangkhqi ing nak kawpoek kyi ik-oeih sai ce kqawn uhy.
2 When I receive an appointment, I judge uprightly.
Nang ing, A tym ka hoep ce tyk nyng saw; kai ing ni ak thym na awi ka deng.
3 The earth and all its inhabitants are melted, I have pondered its pillars. (Selah)
Khawmdek ingkaw thlang boeih aming thyn awh, tungkhqi ak cak na ak tu ce kai ni.
4 I have said to the boastful, “Do not be boastful,” And to the wicked, “Do not raise up a horn.”
Ak oek qu venawh, ‘Koeh oek qu voel,’ tina nyng saw, thlakche venawh, nak ki koeh thawh.
5 Do not raise up your horn on high (You speak with a stiff neck).
Khan benna nak ki koeh thawh, na hawng zyng nawhtaw awi koeh kqawn,” ti hyk ti.
6 For not from the east, or from the west, Nor from the wilderness—[is] elevation.
Khawlaw ben nakawng ing aw khawtlak ben nakawng awh aw ce am awhtaw qamkoh nakawng ing aw u ingawm thalng pynoet am zoeksang thai hy.
7 But God [is] judging, This He makes low—and this He lifts up.
Cehlai, Khawsa ing ni awi a deng: pynoet ce tlaak sak nawh pynoet ce zoeksang hy.
8 For a cup [is] in the hand of YHWH, And the wine has foamed, It is full of mixture, and He pours out of it, Surely wring out its dregs, And all the wicked of the earth drink,
Bawipa a kut awh misur tui ak hawm cawt cawt a bawk tui ing ak kqit ce awm hy; anih ing ce a boet ce nuk hawk hy, cawh khawmdek awhkaw thlakchekhqi boeih ing a dik a hawi mahna aw boeih uhy.
9 And I declare [it] for all time, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.
Kai ingtaw ve ve kumqui dyna kqawn vang; Jacob Khawsa kyihcahnaak laa ce sa vang nyng.
10 And I cut off all horns of the wicked, The horns of the righteous are exalted!
Thlakchekhqi ak ki ce hlyng pe kawng nyng saw, thlakdyngkhqi ak ki taw zoeksang pekawng.
