Psalms 43

1 Judge me, O God, And plead my cause against a nation not pious, From a man of deceit and perverseness Thou dost deliver me,

Aw Khawsa, ka thymnaak ve dang sak lah, Khawsa amak sim pilnam anglakawh ka thymnaak ve nik kqawn pyi lah; qaai ak kqawnkhqi ingkaw thlakche kut khui awhkawng ni hul lah.

2 For thou [art] the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

Nang taw Khawsa ka vawngcak na awm hyk ti. Ikawtih na ni qoek vik? Ikawtih ka qaalkhqi ing ni nam qap nawh ngaihkyi ing ko doena kang pla khing kaw?

3 Send forth Thy light and Thy truth, They — they lead me, they bring me in, Unto Thy holy hill, and unto Thy tabernacles.

Na vangnaak ingkaw nak awitak ce tyi nawhtaw, cekqawi ing ni sawi lah seh; cekqawi ing na awmnaak tlang ciim na ni ceh pyi lah seh.

4 And I go in unto the altar of God, Unto God, the joy of my rejoicing. And I thank Thee with a harp, O God, my God.

Cawhtaw Khawsa a bawkthang a awmnaak, ka awmhlynaak ingkaw ka zeelnaak Khawsa venna cet kawng. Aw Khawsa, ka Khawsa nang ce tingtoeng ing nim kyihcah vang.

5 What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

Aw ka hqingnaak ikaw tinawh nu nang ngam hqoeng vik? Ikawtih kak kawk khuiawh ngaihang tum na na awm? Bawipa awh ngaih-unaak ce ta lah, anih taw kam kyihcah hly dawngawh, ka hulkung ingkaw ka Khawsa ce.