Psalms 59
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
Aw Khawsa, ka qaal kut khui awhkawng ni loet sak lah, kai anik qaalnaak thlangkhqi ven awhkawng nik chung lah.
2 Deliver me from the workers of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Ik-oeih amak leek ak sai thlangkhqi kut khui awhkawng ni loet sak nawh thlang a thi tui na ak ngaihkhqi kut khui awhkawng ni hul lah.
3 For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, LORD.
Kaw amyihna kai ami ni mah ce toek lah! Aw Bawipa, kaw thawlhnaak awm am ka sai mai awh, thlak tlungkhqi ing kai ni teng uhy.
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!
Ka sai thawlh ikaw awm am awm hlai hy, kai tuk aham oepchoeh na awm uhy. Kai hul aham tho lah; ka lynaak ve toek lah!
5 You, LORD God of Hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
Aw Bawipa Boeimang Khawsa, Israel Khawsa pilnam thlang boeih toel aham tho lah; Thlak chekhqi ce koeh qeen qoe qoe.
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Khawmy awh hlat law unawh, uikhqi amyihna thlang oh doena, khawk bau khuiawh thoek uhy.
7 Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”
Am khak khui awhkawng a sa ce toek lah - ami hui awhkawng zawzi sa unawh, “U ing nik chah hly paqap?” ti uhy.
8 But you, LORD, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
Cehlai, Bawipa, nang ing cekkhqi ce qaih na lah; ce pilnam thlangkhqi ce qaih na hawh hyk ti.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
Aw kak tha awmnaak, nang ni ka ni qeh; Aw Khawsa, nang taw kai a vawngcak na awm tiksaw,
10 My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
Ka lungnaak Khawsa na awm hyk ti. Khawsa taw ka hai benawh cet kawmsaw kai ak che na anik kqawnkhqi ce kawqepnaak ing ni toek sak kawp ti.
11 Don’t kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.
Cehlai, kaimih a phuhqa na ak awm, Aw Bawipa, cekkhqi ce koeh him lah, kak thlangkhqi ing cekkhqi ce qoe sak khqi nawhtaw, zawk sak lah.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
Am kha awhkaw thawlhnaak, a huikhqi awhkaw awi awh, a mimah ang oek qunaak awh tu sak nawn lah. Ami seet lawhnaak ingkaw qaai amik kqawnnaak dawngawh,
13 Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the ends of the earth. (Selah)
Nak kawsonaak ing cekkhqi ce milh sak nawhtaw, a mami awmnaak tlaih qoe dy awh milh sak phang tlang lah. Cawhtaw khawmdek a dytnaak dyna Khawsa ing Jacob uk hy tice sim kawm uh.
14 At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
Khawmy benawh hlat law unawh, uikhqi amyihna thlang oh doena, khawk bau khuiawh thoek uhy.
15 They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren’t satisfied.
Buh sui unawh thoek uhy, amik phoen ama phyi awhtaw khy uhy.
16 But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
Cehlai, kai ingtaw nak thaawmnaak ce laa na sa kawng nyng saw, mymcang awh na lungnaak ce laa na sa vang; kawtih nang taw ka vawngcak, kyinaak ka huh awh kang thuknaak na awm hyk ti.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
Aw kak thaawmnaak, nang kyihcah Khawsa, ka vawngnu na awm hyk ti.
