Synod Mission Choir (2022-2023) - Vânramah Min Hruai Dâwn Sî

Synod Mission Choir - Vânramah min hruai dawn si.
Composer : H.Lalnunsiama, Conductor, SMC
Music : Tetea Forte
Audio : Masky Records
Video : Chiangtea Videography

Pathianin a ram zau nan hmang se, ngaithlatu zawng zawng tân malsawmna thlentu ni mawlh rawh se.

(A hla thu hi sâptawng awlsam thei ang bera dah a ni a, mi nawlpui tân hriatthiam a awlsam zâwk theih nan.

The song lyrics is written in simple English, so that, it is easier to understand for the general public)

VANRAMAH MIN HRUAI DAWN SI

1. Kan dam lai kawng chhuk chho buaina kârah,
Harsatna tinrengten min bâwm reng a;
Sual Setan doral chhûm a lo zîng a,“
Rinhlelhna thlipuiin min nuai leh ṭhîn.

2. Tâwpna tûr chhinchhiahna a lo thleng mêk,
Khawvêl hun rorêl dân a danglam a;
Zawlnei derten an puang mihring ngaih dân,
Nikin nî a lo hnaih tawh vâng a ni.

Thlipui leh ruahpui, hripui leh indona,
Ṭâm te tlain khua lo khêng mah sela;
Kan hlau lo, kan zâm lo Isua ringtute chu,
Vânramah, Ama hnênah min hruai dâwn sî.

3. Aw! Isu, rethei fâten kan nghâkhlel,
Hrehawm leh buaina rêng awm lohna hmun;
Elrelna, îtsikna awm tawh lo va,
Hlimna vâwrtâwp changa kan zai hun tûr.

4. Lusun, lungngaih mittui, ṭahna tuarin,
Dam chhan nei lo, beidawngin awm mah i’;
A vân pâr chên turin min la hruai dâwn,
Aw! Ka nghâkhlel êm mai a kianga chên.

Ka lungngai tawh lo'ng, ka beidawng tawh lo vang,
Lal Isuan hmangaihna bânin min kai;
Lei ninawm, lungngaihna, ṭahna ram kalsanin,
Vânramah, Ama hnênah min hruai dâwn sî.

HE WILL TAKE US HEAVEN TO HIM

In the midst of the ups and downs of our lives,
All kinds of troubles are overwhelming us;
The cloud of sin, and Satan is growing,
The storm of doubt hits me again.

The signs of the end of the world’s has changed,
The timetable of the world's has changed;
False prophets proclaim human opinion,
Because the end of days in near.

Storms and rains, pestilence and war,
Even though famine and drought may come;
We are not afraid, we who believe in Jesus,
He will take us to Heaven to Him.

Oh! Jesus, the children of the poor are waiting,
A place where there is no suffering or trouble;
Envy and jealousy will be no more,
We will sing in ultimate happiness.

Bereaved suffering tears of sorrow,
Even though in despair without a reason to live;
He will lead us to revel the flowers of heaven,
I yearn to dwell with Him.

I will not be sad anymore, I will not be down hearted,
The Lord Jesus holds us in his loving hand;
Leaving the land of tiresome, sorrow and tears,
He will take us to Heaven to Him.