Psalms 3
1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
Aw Bawipa, ka qaalkhqi doem soeih mah hy! Kai qaal na anik thawh sihkhqi doem soeih hy!
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Khawsa ing am hul tang” tinawh thlang khawzah ing ni tina uhy.
3 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Bawipa, nang taw kai anik hlipkung phuhqa na awm hyk ti, kak khanawh boeimangnaak ce ni pe nawh ka luu ni zoek pe hyk ti.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
Bawipa venawh khawteh na khy nyng saw, anih ing a hun ciim awhkawng nim hlat pehy.
5 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
Nung zaih nawh ip nyng; Bawipa ing a nimtu khak a dawngawh hang hqyng law tlaih bai nyng.
6 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
Qaal thonghqa ing hu hai na nik en khoep bai seiawm ap kqih qoe kawng nyng.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Aw Bawipa tho lah! ka Khawsa nang ing ni hul lah! Ka qaalkhqi a kapkhe quh ce vyk pek khqi nawhtaw, thlak chekhqi a haa ce khoeng pek khqi lah.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Hulnaak taw Bawipa ven awhkawng law hy. Nak thlangkhqik khanawh na zosennaak awm seh nyng.
