Psalms 71
1 In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, May I not be ashamed unto times age-abiding:
Aw Angraeng, nang thungah ni kang hawk; natuek naah doeh azathaih na tongsak hmah.
2 In thy righteousness, wilt thou rescue me, and deliver me, Incline unto me thine ear, and save me:
Na toenghaih hoi pahlong ah loe, na loisak ah; kai khaeah na naa to patueng ah loe, na pahlong ah.
3 Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.
Ka phak thaihaih ahmuen kruekah, ka buephaih ah om ah; nang loe ka lungsong hoi kang vaenghaih ah na oh pongah, kai pahlong hanah lok na paek boeh.
4 Oh my God, deliver me, From the hand of the lawless one, From the clutch of the perverse and ruthless one;
Aw ka Sithaw, kami zaenawk ih ban thung hoiah pahlong ah, katoeng ai kami hoi hmawsaeng kaminawk ih ban thung hoiah na pahlong ah.
5 For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:
Aw Angraeng Sithaw, nang loe ka oephaih akung pui ah na oh; ka thendoeng nathuem hoi boeh ni nang loe kang oephaih ah na oh.
6 Upon thee, have I stayed myself from birth, Thou art he that severed me, from the body of my mother, Of thee, shall be my praise—continually.
Ka tapen tangsuek nathuem hoi nang khaeah kam ha boeh; nang mah ni kam no zok thung hoiah nang lak. Nang loe dungzan ah kang pakoeh han.
7 A very wonder, have I been unto many, Seeing that, thou, hast been my strong refuge,
Kai loe kanoih kaminawk dawnrai han koi ah ni ka oh; toe nang loe kacak ka buephaih ah na oh.
8 My mouth shall be filled with, thy praise, All the day, with thy splendour.
Ka pakha loe athun qui nang pakoehhaih, na lensawkhaih hoiah koi nasoe.
9 Do not cast me off in the time of old age, When my vigour faileth, do not forsake me;
Kai mitong naah na pahnawt sut hmah; ka thaboeng naah na caeh taak hmah.
10 For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;
Ka misanawk loe kai aekhaih lok to thuih o; ka hinghaih patoem kaminawk loe nawnto amkhueng o,
11 Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.
anih loe Sithaw mah pahnawt sut boeh; patom oh loe naeh oh; anih bomkung mi doeh om ai boeh, tiah a thuih o.
12 O God, be not far from me, O my God, to help me, make haste!
Aw Sithaw, kangthla ah na om taak ving hmah; aw ka Sithaw, kai abomh hanah karangah angzo ah!
13 Let them be ashamed—be consumed, Who are assailing my life, —Let them be covered with reproach and confusion, Who are seeking my hurt.
Ka hinghaih misa ah poek kaminawk loe azathaih hoiah anghma angtaa o nasoe; kai nganbawh kana paek han pakrong kaminawk loe pronghaih hoi ahminsethaih mah kraeng khoep nasoe.
14 But, I, continually will hope, And will add to all thy praise;
Toe kai loe oephaih ka tawnh poe pongah, nang to kang pakoeh aep aep han.
15 My mouth, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.
Nazetto maw tiah ka panoek ai cadoeh, ka pakha mah na toenghaih hoi na pahlonghaih to ni thokkruek thui tih.
16 I will enter into the mighty doings of My Lord—Yahweh, I will make mention of thy righteousness—thine alone.
Kai loe Angraeng Sithaw thacakhaih hoiah ka caeh, na toenghaih khue ni ka thuih han.
17 O God, thou hast taught me from my youthful days, And, hitherto, have I been wont to tell of thy wonders;
Aw Sithaw, ka thendoeng nathuem hoiah nang patuk boeh; na sak ih dawnrai hmuennawk to vaihni khoek to ka thuih.
18 Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, —Until I tell of thine arm unto a [new] generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;
Aw Sithaw, kai loe vaihi mitong boeh, na thacakhaih to sampok khoek to, vaihi dung ih kaminawk khaeah ka thuih moe, na sakthaihaih to angzo han koi kaminawk khaeah ka thui ai karoek to, na pahnawt sut hmah.
19 And, as for thy righteousness, O God, up on high, Wherein thou hast wrought great things, O God! who is like unto thee?
Aw Sithaw, kalen parai hmuennawk sahkung, na toenghaih loe van khoek to phak; Aw Sithaw, nang baktih mi maw kaom?
20 Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt again bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;
Kalen parai raihaih to nang patuek boeh; nang mah nang hingsak let ueloe, kathuk long thung hoiah kai nang thawksak let tih.
21 Thou wilt increase my greatness, And, on every side, wilt comfort me.
Kai khosak hoihhaih to pungsak ueloe, na pathloep let tih.
22 I also, will praise thee by the aid of a harp, Thy faithfulness, O my God, —I will make music unto thee with a lyre, Thou holy one of Israel;
Aw ka Sithaw, nang hoi na loktang lok to katoeng hoiah kang pakoeh han; aw Israelnawk ih Ciimcai Sithaw, katoeng kruekhaih hoiah nang pakoehhaih laa to ka sak han.
23 My lips shall make a joyful noise, When I make music unto thee, And my soul which thou hast ransomed;
Nang khaeah laa ka sak naah, ka palainawk anghoe o ueloe, na krang ih ka hinghaih doeh anghoe tih.
24 Even my tongue, all the day, shall softly utter thy righteousness, For they have turned pale—for they have blushed, Who were seeking my hurt.
Ni thokkruek ka palai mah na toenghaih to thui tih; kai nganbawh kana paek hanah pakrong kaminawk loe, azathaih to tongh o moe, dawnraihaih hoiah oh o sut boeh.
