Psalms 88
1 A song, a psalm of the sons of Korah; for the chief musician; set to the Mahalath Leannoth style. A maschil of Heman the Ezrahite. Yahweh, God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you.
Ezrakhi hoel Heman kah hlohlai aka doo Mahalath aka mawt ham Korah koca rhoek kah Tingtoeng laa Kai kah khangnah Pathen BOEIPA, namah hmaiah khoyin khothaih ka pang.
2 Listen to my prayer; pay attention to my cry.
Ka thangthuinah loh namah mikhmuh la ha pawk saeh. Ka tamlung he na hna kaeng thil lah.
Ka hinglu he yoethae loh hah coeng tih ka hingnah he Saelkhui a paan coeng. (Sheol h7585)
4 People treat me like those who go down into the pit; I am a man with no strength.
Tangrhom la aka suntla rhoek neh n'moeh tih a dawn aka sai mueh hlang bangla ka om.
5 I am abandoned among the dead; I am like the dead who lie in the grave, about whom you care no more because they are cut off from your power.
Aka duek rhoek taengah a rhoe tih phuel kah aka yalh rhok te na ngaidam voel kolla na kut dong lamkah na tuiphih banghui lamni ka om coeng.
6 You place me in the lowest part of the pit, in the dark and deep places.
Kai he a laedil kah tangrhom ah, khohmuep ah, a cok ah nan khueh.
7 Your wrath lies heavy on me, and all your waves crash over me. (Selah)
Na kosi te kai soah na tloeng tih na tuiphu tom neh nan phaep.
8 Because of you, my acquaintances avoid me. You have made me a shocking sight to them. I am hemmed in and I cannot escape.
Kamah kah hmaiben nawn khaw kai taeng lamkah nan lakhla sak. Amih kah tueilaehkoi la kai nan khueh dongah n'nan uh tih ka coe thai pawh. (Selah)
9 My eyes grow weary from trouble; All day long I call out to you, Yahweh; I spread out my hands to you.
Phacipphabaem khui lamkah nang kang khue ham khaw ka mik kha coeng. BOEIPA namah taengah hnin takuem ka kut ka phuel.
10 Will you do wonders for the dead? Will those who have died rise and praise you? (Selah)
Aka duek rhoek ham khobaerhambae na saii pah atah sairhai a aka thoo vetih namah n'uem eh? (Selah)
11 Will your covenant faithfulness be proclaimed in the grave, your loyalty in the place of the dead?
Nang kah sitlohnah te phuel khuiah, na uepomnah te Abaddon ah a thui aya?
12 Will your wonderful deeds be known in the darkness, or your righteousness in the place of forgetfulness?
Nang kah khobaerhambae te khohmuep khuiah, namah kah duengnah te lunghnilh kho ah a ming uh aya?
13 But I cry to you, Yahweh; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Tedae kai loh BOEIPA nang taengah ka pang tih mincang kah ka thangthuinah loh namah n'doe.
14 Yahweh, why do you reject me? Why do you hide your face from me?
BOEIPA aw ba dongah nim ka hinglu he na hlahpham tih kai taeng lamkah na maelhmai na thuh mai?
15 I have always been afflicted and on the verge of death since my youth. I have suffered from your terrors; I am in despair.
Kai mangdaeng he ka camoe lamkah ka pal coeng. Nang taengkah mueirhih ka phueih tih ka ngaidaeng.
16 Your angry actions have passed over me, and your terrifying deeds have annihilated me.
Na thinsa loh kai soah n'khuk tih namah kah hihhamnah loh kai m'biit uh coeng.
17 They surround me like water all the day long; they have all encircled me.
Tui bangla kai n'hil uh tih, khohnin yung ah kai malh m'vael.
18 You have removed every friend and acquaintance from me. My only acquaintance is the darkness.
Ka lungnah ka paya khaw kai taeng lamkah nan lakhla sak tih khohmuep ni ka hmaiben coeng.
