< Psalms 49 >

1 To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. Hear ye, this all ye peoples, Give ear, all ye inhabitants of this passing world;
Nangmih thlangkhqi boeih aw, ve ve za unawh taw; ve khawmdek awh ak awmkhqi boeih aw ngai lah uh,
2 Both sons of the low, And sons of the high, —Together both rich and needy: —
Ak nem ak sang, boei khawdengkhqi boeih:
3 My mouth, shall speak forth Wisdom, And the soft utterance of my heart be Understanding:
Kam kha ing cyihnaak awi kqawn kawmsaw; kak kawlung khuiawh kaw awi ing zaksimnaak ni pe kaw.
4 I will bend, to a by-word, mine ear, I will open, on the lyre, mine enigma.
Awicyih benna kang haa keng kawng nyng saw; tingtoeng ing kak awi rylh ce kqawncaih kawng nyng.
5 Wherefore should I fear in the days of calamity, Though the iniquity of them who lie in wait for me should enclose me?
Khawnghi amak leek a pha law awh kawtih kqih nawh, qaai ak kqawn thlakche khqi –
6 As for them who are trusting in their wealth, —And, in the abundance of their riches, do boast themselves,
a mimah a boeinaak ak ypnaak thlangkhqi ingkaw a boeinaak awh ak oek qu thlangkhqi ing anik chung khoep awh kawtih kak kqih kaw?
7 A brother, can none of them, redeem, he cannot give unto God a ransom for himself:
U ingawm thlang a hqingnaak am hul thai nawh anih aham Khawsa venawh hulnaak a phu awm am pe thai hy-
8 So costly, is the redemption of their soul, That it faileth unto times age-abiding;
hqing thaawngnaak a phu ve tlo soeih nawh, ikawmyih a phu pek ingawm am khoek nawh-
9 That he should, yet, live on, continually, Should not see corruption.
thlang ing kumqui dy hqing nawh ama thu naak aham.
10 For it is seen that, the wise, die, Together with the dullard, and the brutish, do they perish, And leave, to others, their wealth:
Thlakcyi a thih awm thlang boeih ing hu hy; thlak qaw ikaw amak sim thlang ing ang amyihna qeeng haih unawh thlang aham nani kawn ce ami ceh taak uh.
11 Their, inward thought, is that their houses are for times age-abiding, Their habitations, for generation after generation, —They give their own names unto lands!
A mimah ingtaw a mimah ang ming ing qamkhqi ce ta lawt hlai uhy, ami phyikhqi ni kumqui dy ami awmnaak imkhqi na awm nawh, amak dyt qoe ami cadil dyna ami awmnaak hun na awm loet hy.
12 But, a son of earth, though wealthy, cannot tarry, He hath made himself a by-word—Beasts, they resemble:
Thlanghqing ve, boei seiawm, am cak loet hy; qamsa ak qeeng ing ni a ming myih hy.
13 This, their way, is a folly to them, And yet, their followers, with their mouth, approve. (Selah)
Amah ingkaw amah ak yp qunaak khqi taw cemyihna awm kawm uh, anih ak awi cangna nawh anih a hu awh ak bat thlangkhqi awm cemyihna awm kawm uh.
14 Like sheep—into hades, are they driven, Death shall shepherd them, —And the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning, Even their form, is to decay, Hades, is all that remaineth of a habitation for him. (Sheol h7585)
Tuu amyihna cekkhqi a dytnaak taw phyi mai ni, thihnaak ing a mingmih ce hqin khqi kaw. Thlak dyngkhqi ing cekkhqi ce mymcang hqit awh uk kawm usaw; cekkhqi a myi ce phyi awh ni a thu hly, a boeinaak im nu awhkawng hla hawh kaw. (Sheol h7585)
15 But, God, will redeem my soul, out of the hand of hades, For he will take me. (Selah) (Sheol h7585)
Cehlai, Khawsa ing ka hqingnaak ve phyi khui awhkawng thaawng kawmsaw; amah a venna ni ceh pyi kaw. (Sheol h7585)
16 Do not fear, When a man becometh rich, When the glory of his house increaseth;
Thlang ce khawhthem zen nawh, a ip khuiawh ik-oeih a taai law awh ce koeh kqih paqap;
17 For, when he dieth, he shall take, nothing, his glory shall not descend after him;
A thih awhkaw pynoet ca awm khyn vang am ti a he hy, a taak khawhthem ing am nuk hqut tikaw.
18 For, though, his own self—while he lived, he used to bless, And they will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself,
A hqing tloek awhtaw a zoseen soeih na ngai qu nawh – na boei tloek awhtaw thlang ing nim kyih hlai hy-
19 He shall enter as far as the circle of his fathers, Nevermore, shall they see the light.
a pakhqi a cadil ce ni ak bawng hly lawt hy, hqing vangnaak am hu voel qoe tikaw.
20 A son of earth though wealthy, who discerneth not, Hath made himself a by-word, Beasts, they resemble.
Zaaksimnaak taak kaana ak boei thlang taw qamsa ak qeeng ing ni a ning myih.

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