Psalms 4
1 To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David. When I cry, answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place, thou hast made room for me, Show me favour, and hear my prayer.
Aw ka dyngnaak Khawsa, ka nik khy awh ce oei lah. Ngaih kyi ing ka awm awh ngaihqepnak ni pe lah; nim qeen nawh kak cykcah awi ning ngai pe lah.
2 Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? (Selah)
Aw thlangkhqi, ka boeimangnaak ve han dy awh nu chahqai na naming coeng hly sak hy voei? Han dy awh nu oek thawlhnaak ce lungna unawh, amak thym khawsa ce nami sui khak kaw?
3 Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him.
Bawipa ing amah ben awh ak ypawm thlangkhqi ce amah aham hoep hawh hy ti sim lah uh; kak khy awh Bawipa ing kak awi za kaw.
4 Be deeply moved, but do not sin, —Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. (Selah)
Namik kaw a sonaak awh koeh thawlh uh; ihkhun awh naming zaih awh namik kaw poek hqeet unawh awm dym uh.
5 Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; and put your trust in Yahweh.
Ak thym bulnaak ce nawn nawh Bawipa ce ypna lah.
6 Multitudes, are saying, Who will show us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh.
U ing nu them leek a nim huh lah voei?” thlang khawzah ing ti uhy. Aw Bawipa na haai vangnaak ce kak khanawh be sak lah.
7 Thou hast put gladness in my heart, —beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased.
Caang ingkaw misur thaih ami zen awhkaw zeelnaak anglakawh, kak kawlung ve zeelnaak ak bau soeih ing be sak khqpet hyk ti.
8 In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.
Zaih nyng saw ngaihding cana ip hly hawh nyng; Aw Bawipa ka loetnaak taw nang doek khoeih ni.
