Zaburi 141
1 Zaburi Mar Daudi. Aluongi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, yie ibi ira piyo. Yie iwinj dwonda ka aluongi.
A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
2 Mad lamona osiki e nyimi mana ka ubani miwangʼo, kendo bedena osik koriere kochomo malo mana ka misango mitimoni godhiambo.
Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.
3 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ket jarit e dhoga; ketna jarit mondo okonya umo dhoga.
Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
4 Kik iyie gimoro amora marach ywa chunya, ma dimi an bende atim timbe maricho, kaachiel gi joma timbe gi richo; rita mondo kik acham chiembgi mabeyonegi.
Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates.
5 Onego ngʼat makare ema ogoya, nikech mano chalo tim ngʼwono motimona; onego en ema okwera, nikech mano chalo mo mool e wiya; ok anyal dagi mondo ngʼama kare otimna kamano. To kata kamano obiro kwedo timbe joma richo e lemona;
Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries.
6 chiengʼ ma nowit ruodhigi piny koa ewi got mabor, eka joma timbegi richo nongʼe ni kare wechena ne gin adier.
When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
7 Giniwach niya, “Mana kaka ngʼato puro kendo toyo lowo, e kaka chokewa osekere e dho bur liel.” (Sheol h7585)
Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. (Sheol h7585)
8 Anto atego wangʼa kuomi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto; In e kar pondona, omiyo kik iwe atho.
But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
9 Kik iwe obadho ma gisechikona maka, ee, resa kuom otegu ma joma timbegi richo ochikona.
Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.
10 Mad joma timbegi richogo moki e gokegi giwegi ka anto akadho maber mak gimoro otima.
Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.
