Psalms 8
1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." A Melody of David. O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth, Who hast set thy splendour upon the heavens.
Katoeng kruek zaehoikung hanah Gittith hoiah sak han koi David ih saam laa. Aw Angraeng, kaicae Angraeng, long nui boih ah nang ih ahmin loe kawkruk maw hoih! Na lensawkhaih to vannawk nuiah na suek.
2 Out of the mouth of children and sucklings, hast thou laid a foundation of strength, —because of thine adversaries, to make foe and avenger be still.
Na misanawk pongah, misanawk hoi lula kaminawk nang hngaisak duem hanah, tahnu nae nawktanawk ih pakha hoiah thacakhaih to na paek.
3 When I view thy heavens, the work, of thy fingers, moon and stars, which thou hast established,
Na banpazung hoiah sak ih van ah kaom hmuennawk, na sak ih khrah hoi cakaehnawk ka poek naah,
4 What was weak man, that thou shouldst make mention of him? or the son of the earthborn, that thou shouldst set him in charge?
kami loe kawbangmaw oh moe, anih to na poek haih khing? Kami capa loe kawbangah maw oh moe, anih to na paqai thuih?
5 That thou shouldst make him little less than messengers of God, with glory and honour, shouldst crown him?
Anih loe vankami pong kahnaem kue ah na sak moe, lensawkhaih hoiah pakoehhaih to nang mueksak.
6 Shouldst give him dominion over the works of thy hands, —All things, shouldst have put under his feet:
Anih to na ban hoi sak ih hmuennawk boih ukkung ah na suek moe, a khok tlim ah hmuennawk boih na suek pae:
7 Sheep and oxen, all of them, —yea even the beasts of the field;
maitaw taenawk hoi tuunawk boih, ue, taw ah kaom moinawk boih;
8 The bird of the heavens, and the fishes of the sea, — the passer-by on the paths of the seas?
van ah kaom tavaanawk, tuipui thungah kaom tanganawk boih hoi tuipui thungah kaom angtawt thaih minphaw amiinawk boih, a khok tlim ah na suek pae.
9 O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth.
Aw Angraeng, kaicae ih Angraeng, na hmin loe long nui boih ah kawkruk maw hoih!
