Psalms 92
1 A PSALM. A SONG FOR THE SABBATH DAY. [It is] good to give thanks to YHWH, And to sing praises to Your Name, O Most High,
Sabbath ni ih Saam laa. Angraeng pakoehhaih loe hoih, Aw Kasang koek, na hmin pakoehhaih laasak hae hoih,
2 To declare Your kindness in the morning, And Your faithfulness in the nights.
akhawnbang ah nam lunghaih to thuih moe, duembang ah na oepthohhaih thuih hae hoih,
3 On ten strings and on stringed instrument, On (higgaion) with harp.
aqui hato kaom katoeng, tamoi hoi atuen kahoih katoeng hoiah na hmin pakoeh hae hoih.
4 For You have caused me to rejoice, O YHWH, in Your work, I sing concerning the works of Your hands.
Aw Angraeng, na sak ih hmuen hoiah kai palung nang hoesak; na ban hoi sak ih hmuennawk pongah pakoehhaih laa to ka sak han.
5 How great Your works have been, O YHWH, Your thoughts have been very deep.
Aw Angraeng, na sak ih hmuen loe kawkruk maw len! Na poekhaih loe thuk parai.
6 A brutish man does not know, And a fool does not understand this—
Poekhaih tawn ai kaminawk mah panoek o thai ai; kamthu mah doeh hae hae panoek ai,
7 When the wicked flourish as an herb, And all workers of iniquity blossom—For their being destroyed forever and ever!
kasae kaminawk loe phroh baktiah tacawt o moe, kahoih ai hmuen sah kaminawk qoeng o tahang naah, nihcae to dungzan khoek to amrosak tih boeh.
8 And You [are] high for all time, O YHWH.
Toe Angraeng, nang loe dungzan khoek to kasang ah na oh poe.
9 For behold, Your enemies, O YHWH, For behold, Your enemies perish, All workers of iniquity separate themselves.
Aw Angraeng, na misanawk ho khenah; khenah, na misanawk loe anghmaa o tih; kahoih ai hmuen sah kaminawk boih loe ahmuen kruekah amhet o tih.
10 And You exalt my horn as a wild ox, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
Maitaw tae taki baktiah kai ih taki hae na pakoeh moe, kahoih situi hoiah nang bawh boeh.
11 And my eye looks on my enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evildoers, my ears hear.
Ka mik mah ka misanawk to hnuk moe, kahoih ai ka misanawk pazawkhaih kawng ka thaih naah loe, ka poekhaih palungthin khuek ti tih boeh.
12 The righteous flourish as a palm-tree, He grows as a cedar in Lebanon.
Katoeng kami loe ungsikung baktih, Lebanon ih Sidar thing baktiah qoeng tahang tih.
13 Those planted in the house of YHWH, In the courts of our God, flourish.
Angraeng imthung ah thling ih kaminawk loe, aicae Sithaw ih longhmaa ah qoeng o tahang tih.
14 Still they bring forth in old age, They are fat and flourishing,
Nihcae loe mitong naah doeh thingthai athai o vop tih; aqam angtha o ueloe, hing suep ah om o tih.
15 To declare that YHWH my Rock [is] upright, And there is no perverseness in Him!
To naah nihcae mah, Angraeng loe toeng, anih loe ka lungsong ah oh; a nuiah katoeng ai hmuen tidoeh om ai, tiah amtueng tih.
