Psalms 84
1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh of hosts!
Kathutkung: Korah capanaw Oe ransahu BAWIPA, na onae teh banghloimaw ngai ao.
2 My soul, longeth—yea even languisheth—for the courts of Yahweh, —My heart and my flesh, shout aloud for a Living GOD.
Ka hringnae ni a rabui, Bokheiyah, BAWIPA thongma rabui laihoi ka tâwn. Ka lungthin hoi ka takthai ni kahring Cathut teh atangcalah a kaw.
3 Even the sparrow, hath found a home, And, the swallow, a nest for herself, where she hath laid her young, Thine altars, O Yahweh of hosts, My king and my God!
Oe ransahu BAWIPA, ka Siangpahrang hoi ka Cathut, na thuengnae khoungroe dawk pusu ni tabu a tuk teh, pingpit ni hai a canaw ta nahanelah tabu a tuk.
4 How happy are they who abide in thy house, —Still are they praising thee. (Selah)
Na im dawk kaawmnaw teh, a yaw kahawi e doeh. Pou na pholen awh han. (Selah)
5 How happy the men whose strength is in thee, Festive processions are in their heart.
Nang thaonae lah ka hnonaw hoi hmuen ka thoung koe cei ngainae lungthin ka tawn naw teh tami a yaw kahawi e doeh.
6 Passing through the balsam-vale, A place of fountains, they make it, Yea, with blessings, is it covered by the early rain.
Baca yawn dawk a cei awh navah, tuiphuek tâconae lah a coung sak teh, khotui hai a kamuem sak.
7 They go from strength to strength, Each one appeareth before God in Zion.
Thaonae koehoi thathoenae koe lah cei awh teh, buet touh hnukkhu buet touh Zion Cathut hmalah a kamnue awh.
8 O Yahweh, God of hosts, hear thou my prayer, —Give hear, thou God of Jacob. (Selah)
Oe ransahu Cathut BAWIPA, ka ratoumnae heh na thai pouh haw. Oe, Jakop Cathut, na hnâpakeng haw.
9 Our Shield, behold thou, O God, And look upon the face of thine Anointed One.
Oe Cathut, ka bahling khen nateh, Satui na awi e mei hah khenhaw!
10 For better is a day in thy courts, than a thousand, I choose rather to stand at the threshold in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of lawlessness.
Bangkongtetpawiteh, na thongma dawk hnin touh o e teh, alouklah hnin 1,000 touh o e hlak ahawihnawn. Thoenae rim dawk o e hlak teh Cathut im longkha ring e ka ngaihnawn.
11 For, a sun and shield, is Yahweh God, —Grace and glory, will Yahweh give, He will not withhold what is good, from them who walk without blame.
Bangkongtetpawiteh, BAWIPA Cathut teh kanî hoi bahling doeh. BAWIPA ni lungmanae hoi bawilennae a poe han.
12 O Yahweh of hosts! How happy the man who trusteth in thee!
Oe ransahu BAWIPA, nang kâuep e teh a yaw kahawi e doeh.
