Habakuk 1
1 Ote mane omi janabi Habakuk.
The burden that Habakkuk the prophet has seen:
2 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, abiro luongi nyaka karangʼo mondo ikonya to ok iwinji? Koso nyaka karangʼo maywakni kawacho, “Timbe maricho omedore!” To kata kamano ok ires ji?
Until when, O YHWH, have I cried, And You do not hear? I cry to You, “Violence!” And You do not save.
3 En angʼo momiyo iweya mondo ane timbe maricho? Koso en angʼo momiyo idhil gi timbe maricho? Kethruok kod timbe maricho ochoma pile; lwenje mangʼeny nitie kendo sigu medore.
Why do You show me iniquity, And cause [me] to behold perversity? And spoiling and violence [are] before me, And there is strife, and contention lifts [itself] up,
4 Kuom mano chik ok nyal tiyo, kendo adiera ok nenre. Joma richo olworo joma kare, kuom mano adiera ok nyal betie.
Therefore law ceases, And judgment does not go forth forever, For the wicked is surrounding the righteous, Therefore wrong judgment goes forth.
5 “Rang kendo inon ogendini mag piny mondo ibed gi bwok maduongʼ. Nimar abiro timo gimoro e ndalou ma ok ubi yiego, kata ka owachni.
“Look on nations, and behold and marvel greatly. For a work He is working in your days, You do not believe though it is declared.
6 Atingʼo jo-Babulon malo, en oganda maonge gi ngʼwono kendo mager, gin oganda mayweyo piny duto kendo gikawo kuonde dak ma ok mekgi.
For behold, I am raising up the Chaldeans, The bitter and hasty nation, That is going to the broad places of earth, To occupy dwelling places not his own.
7 Gin joma ji oluoro kendo magoyo ji gi kihondko, giloso chikegi giwegi, kendo gichuno luor mag-gi giwegi.
He [is] terrible and fearful, His judgment and his excellence go forth from him.
8 Faresegi ringo mapiyo moloyo kwach, kendo giger moloyo guo sudhe e sa ma piny imoree. Faresegi mag lweny lengʼore ka gitingʼo wiyegi malo; joidh faresegi aa kuma bor. Gihuyo ka achuth madwaro kawo chiemo,
His horses have been swifter than leopards, And sharper than evening wolves, And his horsemen have increased, Even his horsemen from afar come in, They fly as an eagle, hastening to consume.
9 giduto gibiro monjou ne lweny. Jolwenjgi dhi nyime mana ka yamb piny motwo kendo gichoko joma otwe ka kwoyo.
All for violence—he comes in, Their faces swallowing up the east wind, And he gathers a captivity as the sand.
10 Ginyiero ruodhi kendo gijaro jotelo. Ginyiero mier mochiel gi ohinga motegno; gigero pidhe mag lowo ma giidhogo ohinga kendo gimako mier mochiel motegno.
And he scoffs at kings, And princes [are] a laughter to him, He laughs at every fortification, And he heaps up dust, and captures it.
11 Gikadho ka yamo, ka gidhi kamoro machielo. To kata kamano gin joketho, nikech gikwano tekregi giwegi ka nyasachgi.”
Then the spirit has passed on, Indeed, he transgresses, And [ascribes] this—his power—to his god.”
12 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, donge in ema nyaka nene? Yaye, Nyasacha, Nyasaye Maler, ok wanatho. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, iseyierogi mondo gibednwa jongʼad bura. Yaye Nyasaye ma Lwanda, isewalogi mondo gikel kum.
Are You not of old, O YHWH, my God, my Holy One? We do not die, O YHWH, You have appointed him for judgment, And, O Rock, You have founded him for reproof.
13 Wengeni ler ma ok nyal ngʼiyo richo, ok inyal bedo mamor gi gima rach. To en angʼo momiyo koro ibedo mamor gi jo-andhoga? Angʼo momiyo ilingʼ alingʼa ka jomaricho, tieko joma kare moloyogi?
Purer of eyes than to behold evil, You are not able to look on perverseness, Why do You behold the treacherous? You keep silent when the wicked Swallow the more righteous than he,
14 Isemiyo dhano obedo machalo gi rech manie nam, mana kaka gik mochwe modak e nam maonge jatendgi.
And You make man as fishes of the sea, As a creeping thing [with] none ruling over him.
15 Jaricho ywayogi ka makogi gi olowu, kendo omakogi gi gogo, kochokogi gi obadho mochiko, kendo obedo mamor kuom lupo.
He has brought up each of them with a hook, He catches it in his net, and gathers it in his dragnet, Therefore he delights and rejoices.
16 Emomiyo, ochiwo misango kuom gogo mar lupo kendo owangʼo ubani ne obadho mar chiko rech, nikech gogo mare miyo odak e ngima maber kendo ochamo chiemo moyier maber.
Therefore he sacrifices to his net, And makes incense to his dragnet, For by them [is] his portion fertile, and his food fat.
17 Bende ber mondo odhi nyime kogolo gik momako e gogo mare, kotieko ogendini ka oonge ngʼwono?
Does he therefore empty his net, And continually not spare to slay nations?
