Psalms 42
1 As the hart pants after the water brooks, so pants my soul after you, O God.
Aka mawt ham Korah ca rhoek kah Hlohlai Rhangrhaeh loh sokca tui a phoe bangla ka hinglu loh Pathen namah te m'phoe.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
Pathen tah mulhing Pathen oeh dongah ka hinglu loh halthi sut. Me vaengah nim ka caeh vetih Pathen maelhmai ka hmuh ve?
3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
Hnin at puet kai taengah, “Na Pathen ta melae?,” a ti dongah khoyin khothaih ah ka mikphi te kai ham buh la om coeng.
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.
Hekah he ka poek vaengah ka hinglu loh ka khuiah paeng. Amih loh Pathen im ah uemonah tamlung ol neh a lilup la a lam uh vaengah ka cet sui tih rhoiding neh vawlhvawlh ka van lah sue.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
Ka hinglu loh ba dongah na ngam sut tih ka khuiah huenghueng na ko? Amah hmai kah khangnah ka uem ham pueng dongah Pathen te ngaiuep lah.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember you from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
Aw ka Pathen, ka khuikah ka hinglu loh ngam sut coeng. Te dongah Jordan kho neh Hermon som lamkah, Mizar tlang lamkah nang kan ngaidam ni.
7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterspouts: all your waves and your billows are gone over me.
Na tuikun ol neh tuidung te tuidung taengla patoeng a khue. Na tuiphu neh na tuilae boeih loh kai soah n'li.
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.
Tedae BOEIPA loh khothaih ah a sitlohnah a uen dongah khoyin ah a lumlaa neh ka hingnah Pathen taengah thangthuinah ka khueh.
9 I will say to God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Ka thaelpang Pathen taengah, “Ba ham lae kai nan hnilh. Thunkha kah hnaemtaek dongah ba ham lae kopang neh ka van eh?,” ka ti nah.
10 As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where is your God?
Kamah kah puencak vaengah amih loh kai taengah hnin at puet, “Na Pathen te melae,” a ti uh tih kai m'veet uh dongah ka rhuh vingving nuei.
11 Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
Aw ka hinglu badongah na ngam sut tih ka khuiah huenghueng ko? Pathen te ngaiuep lah. Ka hmai kah khangnah neh ka Pathen amah te ka uem dae mako.
