< Habakuk 1 >
1 Ote mane omi janabi Habakuk.
The oracle of which Habakkuk the prophet, had vision:
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?
How long, O Yahweh, have I called out, and thou wouldst not hear me? Have I kept crying unto thee of violence, and thou wouldst 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.
Wherefore shouldst thou let me see iniquity, and, wrong, shouldst let me behold, and, force and violence, be straight before me, —and there should have ever been someone who, contention and strife, would uphold?
4 Kuom mano chik ok nyal tiyo, kendo adiera ok nenre. Joma richo olworo joma kare, kuom mano adiera ok nyal betie.
For which cause, benumbed is the law, and there is never any going forth of justice, —for, the lawless, doth circumvent the righteous, for which cause, justice doth go forth perverted?
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.
Behold ye, among the nations, and look around, Yea stand stock still—stare, —for, a work, is being wrought in your days, ye will not believe, when it is recounted.
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 me! raising up the Chaldeans, the bitter and headlong nation, —that marcheth to the breadths of the earth, to take possession of habitations, not his.
7 Gin joma ji oluoro kendo magoyo ji gi kihondko, giloso chikegi giwegi, kendo gichuno luor mag-gi giwegi.
Awful and fearful, is he, —from himself, his decision and his uprising, proceed.
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,
Then, swifter than leopards, are his horses, and, more sharply they attack, than evening wolves, and forward have leapt his chargers, —Yea, his chargers, from afar, will come in, they will fly as an eagle hath hastened to devour.
9 giduto gibiro monjou ne lweny. Jolwenjgi dhi nyime mana ka yamb piny motwo kendo gichoko joma otwe ka kwoyo.
Solely for violence, will he come, the intent of their faces, is—To the east! And he hath gathered, as the sand, a captive host;
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, over kings, will make merry, and, nobles, will be a scorn to him: he, at any fortress, will laugh, once he hath heaped up dust, he hath captured it!
11 Gikadho ka yamo, ka gidhi kamoro machielo. To kata kamano gin joketho, nikech gikwano tekregi giwegi ka nyasachgi.”
Then, hath he become arrogant in spirit, and hath committed excess, and so is guilty, —this his violence, is due 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.
Art not, thou, from of old, O Yahweh, my God, my Holy One? Thou diest not! O Yahweh, to judgment, hast thou appointed him, and, O Rock, to correction, hast thou devoted him:
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?
[Thou] whose eyes are too pure to look with approval on wrong, to respect oppression, canst not endure, —Wherefore, shouldst thou respect the treacherous? Be silent, when the lawless, swalloweth up, one more righteous than he?
14 Isemiyo dhano obedo machalo gi rech manie nam, mana kaka gik mochwe modak e nam maonge jatendgi.
So wouldst thou have made Men, like the fishes of the sea, —like the creeping thing that hath no ruler over it:
15 Jaricho ywayogi ka makogi gi olowu, kendo omakogi gi gogo, kochokogi gi obadho mochiko, kendo obedo mamor kuom lupo.
All of which, with a hook, one bringeth up, raketh together with his drag, and hath gathered with his net, —
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.
On which account, he is glad and exulteth: on which account, he sacrificeth to his Net, and burneth incense to his Drag; because, thereby, rich, is his portion, and his food—fatness!
17 Bende ber mondo odhi nyime kogolo gik momako e gogo mare, kotieko ogendini ka oonge ngʼwono?
Shall he, on this account, empty his net? And, the continual slaying of nations, deem to be no pity?