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Tâm Rnê Ma Brah Ndu Yor Ho Klaih Jêh Bơh Nau Khĭt

 Nau mprơ ơm Y-David
 1Ơ Kôranh Brah Yêhôva gâp yơk mbah ma may, yorlah may yơk nhhơr gâp jêh.
 may mâu ăn phung rlăng geh nau răm maak yor gâp
  2Ơ Yêhôva Brah Ndu gâp, Gâp dăn vơh vơl ma may, yor may ƀư bah gâp jêh.
  3Ơ Yêhôva, may ho rklaih an gâp tă bơh brŏng nau khĭt.
 Mât mơh ăn huêng gâp, mâu ăn gâp tup tâm brong jru
  4Ơ phung ƀon ueh mprơ tâm rnê hom ma Yêhôva
 Jêh ri kah gĭt tôr tơlah Păng ƀư nau kah gĭt ma nau kloh ueh Păng.
  5Yorlah nau Păng nuih kanong bât lât. Ƀiălah nau Păng yô̆ gŭ jo jong tâm nau bu gŭ rêh.
 Nau nhĭm nhhiăng geh kanong tâm măng,
 Ƀiălah tât an tâm măng,
 Ƀiălah târ ang ôi geh nau maak.
  6Bi gâp dôl geh nau ƀun lap gâp lah pôaơ;
 Gâp mâu mra mpât n'gơ ôh.
  7Ơ Yêhôva, yor nau may ƀư ueh gâp dơi gŭ nâp ta yôk gâp. may pôn măt may, gâp geh nau uh ah
  8Ơ Yêhôva gâp ho kuăl vơh vơl ma may
  9Moh nau khlay geh tâm mham gâp, lah jêh gâp jur tâm môch.
 Ndruyh neh mra mât ton ma may lĕ, păng mra mbơh nau nanê̆ may lĕ?
  10Ơ Yêhôva, dăn may iăt jêh ri yô̆ an gâp ƀă.
 Ơ Yêhôva, văch kơl hom gâp.
  11may tâm rgâl jêh nau gâp klân ndrê jêng nau gâp kado may doh jêh ao gâp soh jêh ri may vân gâp ma nau răm rhơn.
  12Gay ma nuih n'hâm gâp mprơ ma nau tâm rnê ma may jêh ri mâu gŭ rklăk ôh
 Ơ Yêhôva Brah Ndu gâp, gâp mra tâm rnê ma may ƀabơ n'ho ro.

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A psalm. A song. For the dedication of the temple.⚓ Of David.
  1I will exalt you, Lord,
   for you lifted me out of the depths
   and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
  2Lord my God, I called to you for help,
   and you healed me.
  3You, Lord, brought me up from the realm of the dead;
   you spared me from going down to the pit.

  4Sing the praises of the Lord, you his faithful people;
   praise his holy name.
  5For his anger lasts only a moment,
   but his favor lasts a lifetime;
  weeping may stay for the night,
   but rejoicing comes in the morning.

  6When I felt secure, I said,
   “I will never be shaken.”
  7Lord, when you favored me,
   you made my royal mountain⚓ stand firm;
  but when you hid your face,
   I was dismayed.

  8To you, Lord, I called;
   to the Lord I cried for mercy:
  9“What is gained if I am silenced,
   if I go down to the pit?
  Will the dust praise you?
   Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
  10Hear, Lord, and be merciful to me;
   Lord, be my help.”

  11You turned my wailing into dancing;
   you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
  12that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.
   Lord my God, I will praise you forever.