Psalms 40

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. A Melody. I waited patiently for Yahweh, —And he inclined, unto me, and heard my cry for help;

Aka mawt ham David kah Tingtoenglung BOEIPA te ka lamtawn rhoela ka lamtawn dongah kai taengla ha hooi tih ka pang ol a yaak.

2 So he brought me up, Out of the destroying pit, Out of the swampy mire, —And set, upon a cliff, my feet, Making firm my steps:

Te dongah longlonah tangrhom, sihnok tangnong lamkah kai n'koeih tih ka kho te thaelpang dongla m'pai sak phoeiah ka khokan a cikngae sak.

3 Then put he, into my mouth, a new song, Praise to our God, —Many shall see and revere, And shall trust in Yahweh.

Te phoeiah mamih Pathen koehnah ham laa thai te ka ka dongah han khueh tih a yet loh a hmuh uh vaengah a rhih uh vetih BOEIPA dongah pangtung uh ni.

4 How happy the man, Who hath made Yahweh his confidence, who hath not turned unto the haughty, nor gone aside unto falsehood.

BOEIPA te amah kah pangtungnah la aka khueh hlang te a yoethen tih hlang oek neh laithae vilvak taengla mael pawh.

5 Mighty things, hast thou done—Thou, Yahweh my God, Thy wonderful doings and thy purposes towards us, There is no setting them in order unto thee—I would tell, and would speak!—They are too great to rehearse.

Aw BOEIPA ka Pathen namah loh namah kah khobaerhambae muep na saii dongah kaimih ham na kopoek te nang taengah aka tae pawh. Ka puen tih ka thui te ka doek lakah tahoeng coeng.

6 Sacrifice and meal-offering, thou didst not delight in, Ears, didst thou pierce for me, —Ascending-sacrifice and sin-bearer, thou didst not ask:

Hmueih neh khosaa te na hmae moenih. Kai ham hna nan vueh tih hmueihhlutnah neh boirhaem khaw na hoe moenih.

7 Then, said I—Lo! I am come, In the written scroll, is it prescribed for me;

Te dongah, “Cabu cayol khuiah kai ham a daek bangla ka lo coeng tih

8 To do thy good-pleasure, O my God, is my delight, And, thy law, is in the midst of mine inward parts:

Ka Boeipa Pathen na kolonah saii ham ka hmae tih na olkhueng loh ka ko khui ah om coeng he,” ka ti.

9 I have told the good-tidings of righteousness in a great convocation, Lo! my lips, do I not restrain, O Yahweh, thou, knowest:

Duengnah te hlangping a yet taengah ka phong tih ka kam ka khuem pawt he BOEIPA namah loh na ming.

10 Thy righteousness, have I not hid in the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and thy salvation, have I spoken, I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness from the great convocation.

Na duengnah te ka lungbuei khui ah ka thuh pawh. Na uepomnah neh loeihnah te ka thui coeng. Na sitlohnah neh uepomnah te hlangping a yet taengah ka phah pawh.

11 Thou, O Yahweh, wilt not restrain thy compassions from me, Thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness, shall continually watch over me.

BOEIPA nang loh na haidamnah te, kai taengah na sihtaeh moenih. Na sitlohnah neh na oltak loh, kai n'kueinah yoeyah saeh.

12 For there have closed in upon me, misfortunes beyond number, Mine iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see, They have become more than the hairs of my head, And, my courage, hath forsaken me!

Tae lek pawt hil ah yoethae loh kai taengah a li. Kamah kathaesainah loh kamah n'kae dogah sawt la huut pawh. Ka lu dongkah sam lakah yet tih ka lungbuei ka tlo-oeng sut.

13 Be pleased, O Yahweh, to rescue me, O Yahweh! to help me, make haste!

Aw BOEIPA, kai huul ham te m'moeithen mai dae. Aw BOEIPA, kai bomkung la ha tawn uh dae.

14 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, who are seeking my life to snatch it away, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, who are taking pleasure in my calamity;

Ka hinglu khoengvoep ham aka mae rhoek te yak uh saeh lamtah a hmai tal uh boeih saeh. Kai kah yoethae aka omtoem rhoek khaw a hnuk la balkhong uh saeh lamtah a hmaithae uh saeh.

15 Let them be astonished on account of their own shame, who are saying of me, Aha! Aha!

Amih kah yahpohnah dongah kai te, “Ahuei ah uei,” aka ti rhoek te hal uh saeh.

16 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, who are seekers of thee. Let them say continually—Yahweh be magnified! who are lovers of thy salvation.

Nang aka tlap boeih namah dongah a ngaingaih la a kohoe uh saeh lamtah namah kah loeihnah aka ngaih rhoek tah, “BOEIPA te pomsang pai saeh,” ti uh yoeyah saeh.

17 But, I, being oppressed and needy, May My Lord devise for me, —My help and my deliverer, thou art! O my God, do not tarry!

Ka mangdaeng tih ka khodaeng dae kai he Boeipa loh n'thoelh nawn saeh. Kai kah bomkung neh kai aka hlawt ka Pathen nang na uelh moenih.