Psalms 30
1 [A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David.] I will extol you, LORD, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Aw Bawipa, nang ce ni zoeksang vang nyng, nang ing a dungnaak hun awhkawng nik dawk nawh ka qaalkhqi kak khan awh amik kaw am qep sak hyk ti.
2 LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
Aw Bawipa ka Khawsa, qeenaak thoeh doena kak khy awh ce nang ing ni qoei sak hyk ti.
3 LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Aw Bawipa, phyi ak khui awhkawng nik dawk tiksaw; lawk-kqawng khuina ceh sak kaana nim hlyn hyk ti. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to the LORD, you his faithful ones. Give thanks to his holy name.
Nangmih ak thlangciimkhqi aw, Bawipa venawh laa sa lah uh: ang ming caih ce kyihcah lah uh.
5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
Ak kawsonaak taw kawlkalh ca doeng awh ni, cehlai a zeelnaak taw hqing khui dy aham awm hy; cimthan awh ning kqang hly mai hlai hy, mymcang awh zeelnaak law tlaih hy.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, "I shall never be moved."
Kang ngaih a ding tloek awh ce “am tat qoe tikawng” ti nyng.
7 You, LORD, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
Aw Bawipa, kak khan awh nak kaw a zeel awh, ka tlang ce ak cak na dyih sak hyk ti; cehlai na haai na thuh awhtaw ngaihang tum na awm hqoeng nyng.
8 I cried to you, LORD. To the LORD I made petition:
Aw Bawipa, nang ni ka nik khy; Bawipa venawh qeennaak thoeh doena khy nyng.
9 "What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
Ka seetnaak ingkaw lawk-kqawng khuina ka cehnaak ve nang aham hawihkhangnaak ikaw a awm? Dekvai ing nang ce anik kyih hly nu?
10 Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper."
Aw Bawipa ngai law nawhtaw, nim qeen lah; Aw Bawipa kai anik bawmkung na awm law lah.
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
Kang kqangnaak ve lamnaak na coeng law sak hyk ti; nang ing dipche kang byng ve ni khoe pe nawh zeelnaak ing ni sing hyk ti.
12 To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever.
Kak kawlung ing a awm dym kaana laa sa kaw, Aw Bawipa ka Khawsa, na venawh kumqui dyna zeelnaak awi kqawn kawng.
