Psalms 90
1 A Prayer by Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.
Sithaw kami Mosi lawkthuihaih. Angraeng, nang loe adung boih ah kaicae ohhaih ahmuen ah na oh.
2 Before the mountains were born, before you had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
Maenawk loe om o ai vop, longlai hoi long na sah ai nathuem hoi boeh ni, nang loe dungzan hoi dugzan khoek to Sithaw ah na oh boeh.
3 You turn man to destruction, saying, “Return, you children of men.”
Kami to nam rosak; kami ih caanawk, amlaem o let ah, tiah na naa.
4 For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.
Saning sangto loe na hmaa ah tidoeh na ai ni, kalaem tangcae ni baktih, atue setta qum atue baktiah ni oh.
5 You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.
Nihcae to tui mah pazawk baktiah na lak ving; nihcae loe ka iip baktiah oh o moe, akhawnbang ah tacawt tahang phroh baktiah oh o.
6 In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.
Phroh loe akhawnbang ah sai moe, qoeng tahang, duembang ah loe amro moe, azaem ving.
7 For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.
Kaicae loe palung na phuihaih hoiah kam ro o; palung na bet pongah tasoehhaih hoiah ka oh o.
8 You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence.
Kaicae sakpazaehaihnawk to na hmaa ah na suek moe, tamqumta hoiah ka sak o ih zaehaihnawk loe na hmaa ih aanghaih mah toeh phaeng.
9 For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
Palung na phui pongah kaicae ih aninawk loe laemh boeh; saningnawk loe thuih ih ruici baktiah ni ka laemh o sak boeh.
10 The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
Kaicae hinghaih saning loe qui sarihto sawk; thacak nahaeloe saning qui tazetto pha tih; khosak hoih li nathuem ah doeh patanghaih hoi palungsethaih khue ni oh; toe saningnawk loe akra ai ah laemh o, kaicae doeh kang hmat kang taa o.
11 Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?
Palung na phuihaih tha loe mi mah maw panoek tih? Nang loe zitthoh baktih toengah palung na phuihaih doeh zitthoh.
12 So teach us to count our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Palunghahaih ka patoh o thai hanah, ka hing o haih aninawk kroek thaihaih to na patuk ah.
13 Relent, LORD! How long? Have compassion on your servants!
Aw Angraeng, amlaem let ah, nasetto maw akra vop tih? Na tamnanawk nuiah tahmenhaih to tawn ah.
14 Satisfy us in the morning with your loving kindness, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Na tahmenhaih rang hoiah akhawnbang ah zok amhahsak ah; to tiah nahaeloe ka hing o thung anghoehaih hoi oephaih hoiah ka om o tih.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
Kaicae patang nang khangsakhaih saning, kasae tonghaih saning paroeai pop boeh pongah, kaicae anghoehaih atue to na paek ah.
16 Let your work appear to your servants, your glory to their children.
Na sak ih hmuen to na tamnanawk khaeah amtuengsak ah loe, na lensawkhaih to a caanawk khaeah amtuengsak ah.
17 Let the favor of the Lord our God be on us. Establish the work of our hands for us. Yes, establish the work of our hands.
Aicae Angraeng Sithaw tahmenhaih aicae nuiah om nasoe; kaimacae ban hoi ka sak o ih tok to na caksak ah; ue, kaimacae ban hoi ka sak o ih tok to na caksak ah.
