Zaburi 10
1 Angʼo momiyo ichungʼ gichien, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Angʼo momiyo ipondo ne ji e ndalo mag chandruok?
Why do you stand, Lord, so far away, hiding yourself in times of trouble?
2 Ngʼat ma timbene richo goyo apedha ni joma onge nyalo kendo omakogi e otegu mage mosechiko.
The wicked, in their pride, are pursuing the helpless: let them be caught in the schemes they have plotted.
3 Dwache maricho mopando e chunye omiyo osungore; jowuoche ema ogwedho to Jehova Nyasaye to ochayo.
For the wicked boasts of their wanton greed; the robber despises the Lord, and curses him,
4 Sunga omake ma ok onyal manye; onge thuolo kata matin mochiwo ne Nyasaye e chunye.
in wicked pride, thinks: God doesn’t care, God doesn’t call to account.
5 Yorene dhi maber kinde duto, okawore omiyo chikeni ni mabor moyombe; ojaro wasike duto.
Never a season that they do not prosper; your judgments are far above out of their sight: they scoff at their foes.
6 Owacho ne en owuon niya, “Onge gima nyalo yienga; abiro dak gi kwe kinde duto kaonge gima thaga.”
Each says in their heart, ‘I will never be shaken; I will live for all time untouched by misfortune.’
7 Dhoge opongʼ gi miriambo kod weche mag kwongʼ; chandruok gi weche maricho ni e bwo lewe.
Their mouths are full of deceit and oppression: under their tongues lurks mischief and wrong.
8 Okiyo ji e bath yore mag gwengʼ, onego ji apoya koa kuonde moponde, osiko ongʼicho mondo wangʼe omaki joma onge ketho mondo ohiny.
Lying in secret in some village ambush, and stealthily watching, they murder the innocent.
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.
Like a lion that lurks in a secret lair they lurk intending to catch the defenceless; to seize them, to drag them away in their net.
10 Joma hapgi rach momako otieko kendo podho chuth, gipodho e bwo tekone.
Their victims are crushed, sink down to the ground. Under their claws the hapless fall.
11 Owachone en owuon niya, “Nyasaye wiye osewil; opando wangʼe kendo onge gima oneno.”
The wicked say in their hearts that God has forgotten, has hidden his face, will see nothing.
12 Aa malo yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Tingʼ badi malo, yaye Nyasaye. Kik wiyi wil gi joma ok nyal.
Arise, Lord, lift up your hand, do not forget the cry of the wretched.
13 Angʼo momiyo ngʼama timbene richo jaro Nyasaye? Angʼo momiyo owacho e chunye ni, “Ok obi keta piny mopenja gima asetimo?”
Why do the wicked treat God with contempt, and say in their hearts, ‘God doesn’t care’?
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.
You have seen the trouble and sorrow; you mark it all, and will take it in hand. The hapless can count on you, helper of orphans.
15 Tur bad ngʼama rach ma timbene richo; luonge mondo onyis ji gik maricho mosetimo lingʼ-lingʼ, ma ji ok nyal fwenyo mi ngʼe.
Break the arm of the wicked and evil: search out their sin, till no more be found.
16 Jehova Nyasaye en Ruoth mochwere manyaka chiengʼ; ogendini biro lal nono e pinye.
The Lord is king forever and ever: the nations will vanish from his land.
17 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in iwinjo kwayo mar joma chandore; ijiwogi, kendo ichiko iti ni ywakgi,
Lord, you have heard the desire of the humble, inclining your ear, strengthening their hearts,
18 Ichwako nyithi kiye kod joma isando, mondo dhano ma ochwe gi lowo, kik dhi nyime gi bwogo ji.
rights you have won for the crushed and the orphan, so no one on earth may strike terror again.
