< Psalms 6 >
1 To the Chief Musician, with stringed Instruments upon the eighth. A Melody of David. O Yahweh! do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me.
Aqui tazetto kaom katoeng kruek zaehoikung hoi Neginoth hoiah sak moe, Shemenith lok baktiah sak han ih David ih Saam laa. Aw Angraeng, na palungphuihaih hoiah na zoeh hmah, palungphuihaih hoiah na thuitaek hmah.
2 Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, —for dismayed are my bones:
Aw Angraeng, tha ka cak ai pongah, na tahmen ah: Aw Angraeng, kai ih ahuhnawk loe angthlong hlawk boih boeh pongah, na hoihsak ah.
3 Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh—how long?
Ka hinghaih doeh thazok sut boeh: toe aw Angraeng, nang loe nasetto maw na oh han vop?
4 Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;
Aw Angraeng, amlaem ah loe, ka hinghaih na pahlong ah; na tahmenhaih rang hoiah na pahlong ah.
5 For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, —In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee? (Sheol )
Tipongah tih nahaeloe duek pacoengah loe nang poekhaih to om mak ai boeh: mi mah maw taprong thung hoiah nang khaeah kawnhaih lok thui tih? (Sheol )
6 I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, —With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:
Ka hanghaih loiah kang pho sut boeh; aqum puek ka qahhaih mikkhraetui mah ka iihkhun to pazawk moe, ka iihhaih ahmuen doeh ka mikkhraetui hoiah ka suisak boih boeh.
7 My face, is all sunken with sorrow, —it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.
Palungset loiah ka mik thazok sut boeh moe, ka misanawk pongah ka mik amtueng ai boeh.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:
Nangcae kasae hmuen sah kaminawk, kai khae hoi tacawt o lai ah, tipongah tih nahaeloe Angraeng mah ka qahhaih lok to ang thaih pae boeh.
9 Yahweh, hath heard my supplication, Yahweh, will receive, my prayer.
Tahmen ka hnikhaih lok to Angraeng mah ang thaih pae; ka qahhaih lok Angraeng mah ang thaih pae boeh.
10 Let all my foes, turn pale and be greatly dismayed, Again let them turn pale in a moment.
Ka misanawk boih loe dawnraihaih hoiah azatpaw o nasoe loe; azatpawhaih hoiah hnuk angnawn o nasoe.