Psalms 142

1 An Instructive Psalm of David. When he was in the Cave. A Prayer. With my voice—to Yahweh, make I outcry, With my voice—to Yahweh, make I supplication:

Keima Yahweh Pakai henga kataovin, Yahweh Pakai henga khotona kathum in ahi.

2 I pour out before him my complaint, My distress—before him, I tell.

Keima Yahweh Pakai ang-sunga kakiphin in, kahahsatna jouse jong kaphongdoh'in.

3 When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, —In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.

Kalhagao alam vai jitan, hinlah Yahweh Pakai nangbou nahi kachena ding lampi ei-hil ji. Kajotna lam'a chun ei-douten thang eikam peh jiuvin ahi.

4 Look to the right hand and see, that there is none that, for me, hath regard, —Escape is lost to me, There is no one to care for my life.

Keiman mikhat tou hunga eipanpi ding kangaichat lai jin, koiman amitsih jenga jong eive poi! Koimacha eikithopi ding aumpoi, kachunga thilsoh koiman imachan eigelpeh poi.

5 I have made outcry unto thee, O Yahweh, —I have said, Thou, art my refuge, my portion, in the land of the living.

O Yahweh Pakai, keima na henga kataovin, “Nangma hi kakiselna nahi, kahinkhoa kangaichat pen nang bou nahi,” kati.

6 Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, —Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

Kataona hi nei ngaipeh teijin, ei-kisunem behseh jeng tai! Ei-bolgenthei hoa kon'in neihuhdoh tan, ajeh chu amaho keisang in ahatval jeng tauve.

7 O bring forth, out of prison, my soul, That I may give thanks unto thy Name, —About me, let the righteous gather round, for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Songkul'a kon'in neihuhdoh loijin, chutileh nangma kathangvah thei ding ahi. Lolhing tah'a neibol jeh'a kajet le kaveija mikitah dim lha diu ahi.