Psalms 144
1 Of David. Blest be the Lord my rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for fighting.
Yahweh Pakai chu thangvah'un Amachu kasongpi ahi. Aman kakhut teni hi galsatje dan eihil in, chule kakhut jung hohi galsatna'a manchahje dan eihil ahi.
2 My rock and my fortress, my tower, my deliverer, my shield, behind whom I take refuge, who lays nations low at my feet.
Amahi eipanpi phapen leh kakulpi ahin, kahoidohna pal leh eihuhdohpa ahi. Chitin namtin anoijah akunsahji ahi.
3 Lord, what are mortals that you care for them, humans, that you think of them?
O Yahweh Pakai, mihem hi ipi hija hibanga nagel-lut'a, mihem chapa jeng jong ipi hija hibanga nakhohsah hitam?
4 They are like a breath, their days as a shadow that passes.
Ajeh chu mihem hi hai khatseh'a hing ahibouvin, ahin-nikho jong nisa-lep tobanga mangpai thei ahibouve.
5 Lord, bow your heavens and come down: touch the hills, so that they smoke.
Yahweh Pakai vanho hinhong in hung kum lhan, molsang hohi tham'in lang meikhun len mangsah in.
6 Flash forth lightning and scatter them, your arrows send forth and confound them.
Kehchang len-dohsah inlang galmite thejalsah in! Nathalchang kap inlang jamsah soh hel in.
7 Stretch out your hand from on high; pluck me out of the mighty waters, out of the hands of foreigners,
Vanna kon'in nakhut hin lhang in, twithuh lah'a konleh kagalmite thaneina'a kon in nei huhdoh in.
8 who speak with the mouth of falsehood, and lift their right hand to swear lies.
Akam'un jou jeng aseijun, thudih kaseije atiuvin akihahsel un, hinlah jou jeng aseijun ahi.
9 O God, a new song I would sing you, on a ten-stringed harp make you music.
O ka Pathen Elohim, na henga lathah khat sange; selangdah jangsom kibut chu mangchan na vahchoila sange.
10 For to kings you give the victory, and David your servant you save.
Ajeh chu nangman lengho galjona napen! Nalhacha David jong athi nading chemjam'a kon in nahuhdoh jin ahi.
11 Snatch me from the cruel sword, rescue me from the hand of foreigners, who speak with the mouth of falsehood, and lift their right hand to swear lies.
Neihuhdoh'in! Kagalmite thaneina'a kon'in neihuhdoh'in, akam un jou jeng aseijun; thutah kaseiding ahi tin akihahsel-un, hinlah jou jengseh aseijun ahi.
12 May our sons in their youth be as plants well tended: our daughters like cornices carved as in palaces.
Kachapateu akhandon laijun thingphung phatah bang in khanlhit sah in, ka chanuteu jong leng inpi jemhoi dinga kisem khompi hoitah ho bang u-hen.
13 May our barns be bursting with produce of all kinds. In the fields may our sheep bear by thousands and ten thousands.
Ka chang pang jouseu jong lousoh jouse pum'in dimsoh hen, kalou jaova kagan chateu asang sang in, sangsom som chan geijin pung hen.
14 May our cattle be fat, our walls unbreached, may no cry of distress ring in our streets.
Kagancha teu gai pha hen, veiset le apengsol um hih hel hen! Ka khopi sung jenguva jong lung gim khoisat beihel hen.
15 Happy the people who fares so well: and so fares the people whose God is the Lord.
Hitobang thilpha achunga lhung ho kipah uhen! chule a Pathen'u Elohim, Yahweh Pakai hikha nam mite chu kipah cheh'u hen!
