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

¹Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:

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

²my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues my people under me.

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

³Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?

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

⁴Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

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

⁵Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.

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

⁶Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.

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

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

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

⁸whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

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

⁹I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

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

¹⁰You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.

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

¹¹Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

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;

¹²Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.

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;

¹³Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

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.

¹⁴Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

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

¹⁵Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is Yahweh.