Psalms 42
1 To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
Sakhi sitwi chimset ngaichat dangchah bangin, kahin ngaicha e O Pathen Elohim.
2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
Hingjing Elohim Pathen chu dangchah in kalha ngai e. Itih tahle kache a a-anga kachibai theiding ham?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where [is] thy God?
Sunle jan in lonlhi bou ann in kanei tai, kagal miten phat tin in ei enghouvun “Na Elohim Pathen hoija umham atiuve?”
4 When I remember these [things], I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy-day.
Kalung thim analheh ji e thil umdan hochu kageldoh ji teng: Elohim Pathen houin a mihonpi chutoh kilhon a, tanggol a Elohim Pathen inlam jon a kitol a thangvah la kisa a mihonpin golvah kibolji hochu!
5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the help of his countenance.
Ibol a kei lunglha dah kahim? Ibol a kalung hibanga hesoh a ham? Keiman Elohim Pathen a kinepna giltah kanei in! Ken ama kathang vah kit ding ahi ka huhhing pu Elohim ka Pathen.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
Tun keima kalung alhadah lheh jengtai, hinlah Jordan hung kondoh na, Hermon molsang lang hijong le kahin gel doh jing ding nahi.
7 Deep calleth to deep at the noise of thy water-spouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Nang man twipibang nakinon a naki ho twikhanglen gin chu kajai, nangma twipi kidilleh twipi kitol chun eihin lonvuh in ahi.
8 [Yet] the LORD will command his loving-kindness in the day-time, and in the night his song [shall be] with me, [and] my prayer to the God of my life.
Ahinlah niseh in Yahweh Pakai in angailutna longlou chun eiphung vuh jingin, chuleh janseh leh ama vahchoila kasajin hinkho eipe a Yahweh Pakai komma chun kataojin ahi.
9 I will say to God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
O Yahweh Pakai kasongpi keima kakapme, ipi dinga neisuhmil hitam? Ipidinga kadougal te bol hesoh jeh a lunggima kavale jingding ham?
10 [As] with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where [is] thy God?
Eihou setnao hin kagep lhatan ahi, “Na Pathen hoija umham,” tin eidong jingun ahi.
11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God.
Ipi dinga keima hiti lungkham kahin, epidinga hiti lungboi kahim? Keiman Elohim Pathen nah kakinepna koijing ting chuleh eihuhhing paleh ka Pathen chu avellin thangvah kit inge.
