Psalms 45
1 For the leader; on shoshannim. Of the Korahites. A maskil. A love song. My heart is astir with beautiful words: I will sing a song, concerning the king, with tongue like the pen of a ready writer.
Kathutkung: Korah capanaw Ka lungthin heh hnokahawi hoi a poum teh, Siangpahrang kong hah ka dei han. Ka lai teh ca kathutkung e cacung patetlah coungkacoe ao.
2 Your beauty is more than mortal, grace is shed over your lips: therefore God has blessed you forever.
Nang teh tami capanaw hlak na mei ahawihnawn. Na pahni dawk pahrennae awi lah ao. Hatdawkvah, Cathut ni yawhawi pou na poe.
3 Warrior, strap your sword on your thigh. What glory and splendour!
Oe athakaawme, na bawilennae hoi na taluenae hoi, na tahloi teh na keng dawk kâyeng haw.
4 Good fortune attend you, as forth you ride in the cause of good faith, and as champion of justice. May your arm instruct you in deeds of dread.
Lawkkatang hoi kârahnoumnae hoi lannae kecu dawkvah, na taluenae hoi ka tânae lahoi marang dawk kâcui haw. Hottelah, aranglae kut hoi kângairu hnonaw hah na cangkhai han.
5 Sharp are your arrows; nations fall under you: pierced to the heart are the foes of the king.
Ka pasum e tahroe hoi siangpahrang e tarannaw e lung teh poukkayawng lah thun naseh. Na lungtabue dawk koung rawm awh naseh.
6 Your throne shall endure for ever and ever your royal sceptre a sceptre of equity.
Oe Cathut, na bawitungkhung teh a yungyoe kangning e doeh. Lannae na sonron hai na ram sonron lah doeh ao.
7 Right you love and wrong you hate: therefore the Lord your God anoints you With oil of gladness above your fellows.
Lannae hah lung na pataw teh, thoenae hah na hmuhma. Hatdawkvah, Cathut, na Cathut ni, satui hah na awi toe. Na huinaw hlak hai, konawmnae satui hah na awi toe.
8 With myrrh, aloes, and cassia your robes are all fragrant, you are gladdened by music of ivory harps.
Na khohna pueng dawk hoi murah hoi aloenaw hoi, khasia hmuitui a hmui teh, kasaino hoi pathoup e siangpahrang imnaw ni na lunghawi sak.
9 King’s daughters stand ready with jewels for you, at your right hand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Bari kaawm e napui na tawn e naw thung dawkvah, ramlouk siangpahrangnaw e canunaw hai a bawk teh, nange aranglah Ophir sui hoi kamthoup e siangpahrangnu teh a tahung.
10 Listen, daughter, and see; and incline your ear: forget your folk and your father’s house.
Oe, Canu thai haw, pouk nateh na hnâpakengh. Na taminaw hoi na pa im kaawm e naw hai pahnim haw.
11 And when the king desires your beauty, bow to him, for he is your lord.
Hottelah pawiteh, siangpahrang ni na meihawinae hah a ngai katang han, ahni teh na bawipa doeh, bari haw.
12 So shall the Tyrians come with gifts, and the richest of people will do you homage.
Taire canu ni poehno sin vaiteh, tamimaya thung dawk hoi na tawnta e ni na minhmai hawi a tawng awh han.
13 The king’s daughter is glorious altogether, with dress of pearls inwrought with gold.
Siangpahrang im e siangpahrang canu teh, a sungrenpoung teh, a khohna teh sui hoi pathoup e lah ao.
14 In many-coloured robes she is led to the king, with the virgin companions she brought in her train.
Pathoup e hni kahawi kâkhu hoi siangpahrang koe cetkhai awh vaiteh, tanglakacuemnaw ama hnukkâbang hane naw hah ahni koe a thokhai awh han.
15 The king’s palace they enter with joy and rejoicing.
Lunghawi thahmeica lahoi thokhai awh vaiteh, siangpahrang im a kâen awh han.
16 May sons of yours take the place of your fathers, whom you will make princes in all the land.
Napanaw yueng lah na canaw awm awh vaiteh, ahnimouh teh talai van pueng dawk siangpahrang lah na o sak han.
17 Your name will I celebrate world without end, so that nations shall praise you for ever and ever.
Na min teh se pueng dawk panue hanelah ka sak han. Hatdawkvah, tami ni pou na pholen han.
