Psalms 30

1 A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

Im nawnnah laa ham David kah Tingtoenglung Kai nan dom dongah BOEIPA nang kan pomsang tih ka thunkha te kai soah ko nan khah sak pawh.

2 O LORD my God, I cried to thee, and thou hast healed me.

Ka BOEIPA Pathen, nang taengah ka pang tih, kai nan hoeih sak.

3 O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

BOEIPA namah long ni ka hinglu he, saelkhui lamkah nan doek. Tangrhom la ka suntlak tangtae lamkah mai, kai koep nan hlun. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing to the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

Amah kah hlangcim rhoek BOEIPA te tingtoeng uh lamtah a hmuencim kah poekkoepnah te uem uh.

5 For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

A thintoek vaengah khaw mikhaptok hil mai ni. A kolonah te hing khui ham ni. Khoyin ah rhahnah neh rhaehba cakhaw mincang ah tamlung la coeng.

6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

Tedae ka ommongnah khuiah kai loh, “Kumhal duela Ka tuen mahpawh,” ka ti.

7 LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

BOEIPA nang kah kolonah dongah kai ham sarhi tlang te na cak sak. Na maelhmai na thuh vaengah ka let coeng.

8 I cried to thee, O LORD; and to the LORD I made supplication.

BOEIPA nang te kan khue tih ka Boeipa taengah rhennah ka bih.

9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

Ka thii neh hlan la ka suntla koinih balae a mueluemnah aih? Laipi loh nang n'uem aya? Na uepomnah a doek aya?

10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.

BOEIPA aw, ya van lamtah kai n'rhen lah. Kai aka bom la om lah BOEIPA.

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

Ka rhaengsaelung te lamnah la nan hoi dongah ka tlamhni te nam pit tih kohoenah neh kai nan yol.

12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.

Te dongah thangpomnah loh, nang n'tingtoeng saeh lamtah, toeng boel saeh. BOEIPA ka Pathen nang te, kumhal duela kan uem ni.