Psalms 3
1 A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
O Pakai, idia eisulam vaiding mi pung jing hitam! eidou din mitamtah akipandoh taove.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
Ama kihuh doh na hi Pathen a aumpoi tin kalungthim in mitamtah’in aseijui. (Selah)
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Ahinlah Pakai, nanghi eiveng tup, kalum’a kisoung nahi; Ka loupina le khodah ngam-a, gal jona eipeh jing nahi.
4 I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Keima O sangtah in Pakai henga kataovin, Aman alhang thenga kon’in eihin donbut tai. (Selah)
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for Yahweh sustains me.
Keima kalum’in ka-imu jin; Pakaiyin eichin tup’a eihoidam jeh’in, kajing-thou kit tai.
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Keima doudin mihem sangsom sangjan ei umkimvel jongle kichakit taponge.
7 Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Hungthoudoh’in O Pakai; neihuhdoh’in, ka-Pathen: Eidou hojouse khagu eivohchipeh in; nangma migilou ho hahemtah jong vopul soh ji nahi.
8 Salvation belongs to Yahweh. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Huhingna hi Pakai a kon bou ahi: Na phattheina jong namite chunga aume.
