¹TOUPA aw, kon pahtawi dinga; nang non kaikhiaa hondoute non awikhum sak louh jiakin.

¹I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

²TOUPA ka Pathian aw, kon sama, nang na honhihdamta hi.

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

³TOUPA aw, nang ka hinna Sheol akipan na pi khia a; kokhuka ka paisuk louhnadingin nang na honhum hing jel hi.

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

⁴A mi siangthoute aw, TOUPA phatin lasa unla, a min siangthou phat un.

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

⁵A hehna tuh mitphiatkal phet ahi ngala; a deihsakna ah hinna a om hi; kahna giak dingin nitaklam chiah a honglut theia, jingsangin bel nuamna a hongtung nak hi.

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

⁶Ken jaw nuam ka sak laiin, Chikmah chiangin ka ling kei ding, ka chi a.

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

⁷TOUPA nang na deihsakna jiakin ka mual tuh na ding kipsak ta a; himahleh na mai na sela, ka hong mangbangta hi.

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

⁸TOUPA aw, nang kon sama; TOUPA kiang mahah hehpihna ka ngen hi:

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

⁹Kokhuka ka paisuk leh, ka sisan ah punna bang ahia om ding! Leivuiin honphat ding hia? na thutak a gen sin maw?

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

¹⁰TOUPA aw, ngaikhia inla, hon hehpihin: TOUPA, nang honpanpihpa hiin.

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

¹¹Ka sunna kei dingin lamna na suak saka; ka saiip puan non suahsaka, kipahna nontengsak hi.Ka thupina dai nilouh lou-a, nangmah phata la a sakna dingin TOUPA ka Pathian aw, khantawnin kipahthu ka honhilh gige ding hi.

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

¹²Ka thupina dai nilouh lou-a, nangmah phata la a sakna dingin TOUPA ka Pathian aw, khantawnin kipahthu ka honhilh gige ding hi.

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