Psalms 13

1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Aw Bawipa, handy hly nu? Kai na nim hilh hly loet hawh nawh nu? Handy nu na haai na thuh kaw.

2 How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

Handy awh kawpoek ingqawi kqak qu nih nawh myngawi kawseet ing ka awm loet kaw? Handy nu ka qaalkhqi ing kai ami noeng kaw?

3 Have regard! answer me O Yahweh my God, —Light up mine eyes, lest I sleep on into death:

Aw Bawipa ka Khawsa, ni toek nawhtaw nim hlat lah. Kamik ve dai law sak lah, cek kaa mantaw thihnaak ing ip loet hawh kawng nyng;

4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed over him! and, mine adversaries, exult, that I totter.

Cawhtaw ka qaalkhqi ing, “Noeng hawh nyng,” ni tina kawm usaw, kang tluk awh ce ka qaalkhqi zeel hawh kawm uh.

5 But, I, in thy lovingkindness, have put my trust, My heart shall exult in thy salvation:

Cehlai, amak dyt thai na lungnaak ce cangna nyng; na hulnaak awh kak kawlung zeel hy.

6 I will sing to Yahweh, for he hath dealt beautifully with me.

Kak khan awh leek saw, Bawipa venawh laa sa vang nyng.