< Psalms 75 >
1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not Destroy." A Melody of Asaph, a Song. We have given thanks unto thee, O God, we have given thanks, And, in calling upon thy Name, men have recounted thy wonders.
Aw Khawsa, na venawh zeelnaak awi kqawn unyng, nang ming a zoe dawngawh, zeelnaak awi kqawn unyng; thlangkhqi ing nak kawpoek kyi ik-oeih sai ce kqawn uhy.
2 Surely I will take a set time, —I, with equity, will judge:
Nang ing, A tym ka hoep ce tyk nyng saw; kai ing ni ak thym na awi ka deng.
3 Earth was melting away with all its inhabitants, I, have fixed the pillars thereof. (Selah)
Khawmdek ingkaw thlang boeih aming thyn awh, tungkhqi ak cak na ak tu ce kai ni.
4 I have said to the boasters, Do not boast, And to the lawless, Do not lift up a horn;
Ak oek qu venawh, ‘Koeh oek qu voel,’ tina nyng saw, thlakche venawh, nak ki koeh thawh.
5 Do not lift up on high your horn, Nor speak of the Rock, with arrogance;
Khan benna nak ki koeh thawh, na hawng zyng nawhtaw awi koeh kqawn,” ti hyk ti.
6 For neither from east nor west, Nor from the wilderness of the mountains [cometh exaltation];
Khawlaw ben nakawng ing aw khawtlak ben nakawng awh aw ce am awhtaw qamkoh nakawng ing aw u ingawm thalng pynoet am zoeksang thai hy.
7 For, God himself, is about to judge, One, he will cast down, Another, he will lift up;
Cehlai, Khawsa ing ni awi a deng: pynoet ce tlaak sak nawh pynoet ce zoeksang hy.
8 For, a cup, is in the hand of Yahweh, Whose wine is foaming, It is full of spiced wine, Which he hath caused to flow from one to another, —Surely, the dregs thereof, they shall drain out—they shall drink, Even all the lawless ones of the earth.
Bawipa a kut awh misur tui ak hawm cawt cawt a bawk tui ing ak kqit ce awm hy; anih ing ce a boet ce nuk hawk hy, cawh khawmdek awhkaw thlakchekhqi boeih ing a dik a hawi mahna aw boeih uhy.
9 But, I, will exult unto times age-abiding, I will sing praises unto the God of Jacob;
Kai ingtaw ve ve kumqui dyna kqawn vang; Jacob Khawsa kyihcahnaak laa ce sa vang nyng.
10 But, all the horns of the lawless, will I hew off, —Exalted shall be the horns of the Righteous One.
Thlakchekhqi ak ki ce hlyng pe kawng nyng saw, thlakdyngkhqi ak ki taw zoeksang pekawng.