Zaburi 10
1 Angʼo momiyo ichungʼ gichien, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Angʼo momiyo ipondo ne ji e ndalo mag chandruok?
Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
2 Ngʼat ma timbene richo goyo apedha ni joma onge nyalo kendo omakogi e otegu mage mosechiko.
The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
3 Dwache maricho mopando e chunye omiyo osungore; jowuoche ema ogwedho to Jehova Nyasaye to ochayo.
For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
4 Sunga omake ma ok onyal manye; onge thuolo kata matin mochiwo ne Nyasaye e chunye.
The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
5 Yorene dhi maber kinde duto, okawore omiyo chikeni ni mabor moyombe; ojaro wasike duto.
His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
6 Owacho ne en owuon niya, “Onge gima nyalo yienga; abiro dak gi kwe kinde duto kaonge gima thaga.”
He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
7 Dhoge opongʼ gi miriambo kod weche mag kwongʼ; chandruok gi weche maricho ni e bwo lewe.
His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
8 Okiyo ji e bath yore mag gwengʼ, onego ji apoya koa kuonde moponde, osiko ongʼicho mondo wangʼe omaki joma onge ketho mondo ohiny.
He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
9 Okiyo ji kokichore ka sibuor mopondo; okichore mar mako joma ok nyal mondo ohinygi, omako joma ok nyal kendo oywayogi oko gi tonde mar meko.
He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
10 Joma hapgi rach momako otieko kendo podho chuth, gipodho e bwo tekone.
He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
11 Owachone en owuon niya, “Nyasaye wiye osewil; opando wangʼe kendo onge gima oneno.”
He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
12 Aa malo yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Tingʼ badi malo, yaye Nyasaye. Kik wiyi wil gi joma ok nyal.
Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
13 Angʼo momiyo ngʼama timbene richo jaro Nyasaye? Angʼo momiyo owacho e chunye ni, “Ok obi keta piny mopenja gima asetimo?”
Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
14 To in, yaye Nyasaye, ineno chandruok gi kuyo, ikawogi kaka mari kendo itingʼogi e lweti. Ngʼat ma ok nyal; chiwore ne in; in e jakony mar joma onge wuonegi.
Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
15 Tur bad ngʼama rach ma timbene richo; luonge mondo onyis ji gik maricho mosetimo lingʼ-lingʼ, ma ji ok nyal fwenyo mi ngʼe.
Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
16 Jehova Nyasaye en Ruoth mochwere manyaka chiengʼ; ogendini biro lal nono e pinye.
The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
17 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in iwinjo kwayo mar joma chandore; ijiwogi, kendo ichiko iti ni ywakgi,
Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
18 Ichwako nyithi kiye kod joma isando, mondo dhano ma ochwe gi lowo, kik dhi nyime gi bwogo ji.
To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
