Psalms 144
1 By David. Blessed [is] Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Kathutkung: Devit Kaie lungsong lah kaawm e BAWIPA teh yawhawi lah awm lawiseh. Bawipa ni kaie kut hah tarankâtuk nahanelah a cangkhai teh, ka kutdawnnaw hah kâtuk nahanelah a cangkhai.
2 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
Bawipa teh kai lung na kapatawkung, kaie rapan, kai karasang e imrasang, kai na ka rungngangkung, kaie bahling lah ao. Kai teh ahni a ka kângue. Bawipa ni ka miphunnaw hah ka kut dawk a pha sak.
3 Jehovah, what [is] man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?
Oe BAWIPA, tami hah banglamouh ao teh, khuet na pouk va. Tami capa teh banglamouh ao teh, alawkpui lah khuet na ta va.
4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
Tami teh kâha patetlah doeh ao. Ahnie a hninnaw haiyah tang kaloum e tâhlip patetlah doeh ao.
5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
Oe BAWIPA, na kalvan rahnoum sak nateh, kum haw. Monnaw dawk hoi hmaikhu a tâco nahanelah kâbet haw.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
Sumpapalik sak nateh, tarannaw hah kâkapek sak haw, na pala hoi ka nateh, ahnimanaw hah raphoe haw.
7 Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
Arasangnae koehoi na kut dâw haw. Moikapap e tui thung hoi thoseh, Jentelnaw e kut dawk hoi thoseh, kai hah na rungngang nateh, na hlout sak haw.
8 Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
Ahnimanaw e pahni teh laithoe hrawnghrang doeh a dei awh. Ahnimae aranglae kut hai dumyennae kut lah doeh ao.
9 O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee.
Oe Cathut, kai teh, nang koe la katha ka sak han. A rui hra touh thueng e ratoung hoi na pholen han.
10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.
Bawipa, nang ni siangpahrangnaw hah rungngangnae na poe. Nange san Devit hai tahloi dawk hoi na hlout sak.
11 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
Jentelnaw e kut dawk hoi na rungngang nateh, na hlout sak haw. Ahnimae pahni teh laithoe hrawnghrang a dei awh. Ahnimae aranglae kut hai dumyennae kut lah a o
12 Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished — the likeness of a palace,
Kaimae capanaw teh a naw awh lahun navah a dawn ka sai lahun e patetlah awm awh naseh. Kaimae canunaw teh hak pathoup tangcoung e takinkhom patetlah awm naseh.
13 Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
Kaimae capainaw teh, law dawk e a pawnaw hoi kawi lawiseh. Kaimae tunaw hai talai dawk thong touh, thong hra touh pungdaw lawiseh.
14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
Kaimae maitonaw teh thaw tawk hanlah a tha awm naseh. Thama lah kâennae awm hanh naseh, lawpnae awm hanh naseh. kaimae lamthung dawk khuikanae hai awm hanh naseh.
15 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!
Hot patetlah e yawhawinae hah ka coe e miphun teh yawhawi ao. BAWIPA hah amae Cathut lah ka bawk e miphun teh yawhawi ao.
