¹{[A Psalm] of David.} Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight;

¹Toupa ka suangpa tuh phatin om hen, aman ka khutte galkap a zilsak jela, ka khutzungte dou dingin a chil jel hi.

²My mercy and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdueth my people under me!

²Ka chitna leh ka kulhpi, ka insang leh honhumbitpa, ka phaw leh ka muanna ngakna ka nuaia ka mite zoujelpa ahi.

³Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?

³Toupa mihing kua ahia a hiha, na theih naknak? Mihing tapa leng kua ahia a hiha, na ngaihtuah naknak?

⁴Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

⁴Mihing jaw bangmahlou bang lel ahi a: a damsung nite lim mang jel bang ahi.

⁵Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke;

⁵Toupa aw, na vante kunsakin hongpai suk inla: tangte koih in, huchiin a khukhe ding uhi.

⁶Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:

⁶Khua phesak inla, amau tuh dalhsakin: na thalte tuh kap khia inla, hihbuai gawp in.

⁷Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,

⁷Tunglam akipanin na khutin honsawk inla; honhonkhia inla, tuilian akipanin:

⁸Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

⁸A kam un bangmahlou peuh a gen ua, a khut taklam utuh khut taklam diklou ahi.

⁹O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:

⁹Pathian aw, nangmah pahtawiin la thak ka sa dinga: pekging gui sawm nei toh nangmah phatin la ka sa ding hi.

¹⁰Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.

¹⁰Amah ahi, kumpipate kianga hotdamna piaa, namsau mi hihsethei laka a sikha David honkhepa pen.

¹¹Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

¹¹Honhonkhia inla, mikhualte khut akipan honhumbit in, a kam un thu bangmahlou peuh a gen nak ua, a khut taklam uh khuttaklam diklou ahi.

¹²That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace:

¹²Ka tate uh a hongvalnou ua sing nou didip banga a om ua; ka tanute u leng inpi omdan gel banga a ninga suangkhuak banga a om hun un;

¹³Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;

¹³Ka buhinte uh a dima, thil chichih a om phetphuta; ka belamte un leng nou a sang asanga tam. A sing asinga tam ka mun ua a neih chiang un;

¹⁴Our kine laden [with young]; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.

¹⁴Ka bawngte uh a hongsuan phata; nou neihsiat himhim a pmlouha; insungloh himhim leh pawtkhia himhim a omlouha, ka konhzingte ua kikou husa himhim a om louh chiangin;Huchibanga om mite tuh kipak takin a om nak uhi: ahi, Toupa Pathian a nei mite tuh kipak takin a om nak uhi.

¹⁵Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah!

¹⁵Huchibanga om mite tuh kipak takin a om nak uhi: ahi, Toupa Pathian a nei mite tuh kipak takin a om nak uhi.