Zaburi 30
1 Zaburi. Wer mar gwedho hekalu. Zaburi mar Daudi. Abiro tingʼi malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nikech ne igola e bur matut, kendo ne ok iyiene wasika mondo obed mamor kuoma.
A Psalm of David: dedication-song of the house. I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me.
2 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Nyasacha, ne aluongi mondo ikonya kendo ne ichanga.
Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ne igola oko e liel, ne iresa kane oyudo aridora piny e bur matut mar joma otho. (Sheol h7585)
Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Werneuru Jehova Nyasaye, un joge maler; pakuru nyinge maler.
Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.
5 Nikech mirimbe bedo mana kuom kinde matin kende, to ngʼwonone osiko nyaka chiengʼ; ywak nyalo bedo gotieno to mor biro mana gokinyi.
For a moment [is passed] in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.
6 Kane aparo ni adhi maber, ne awacho niya, “Onge gima biro bwoga.”
As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kane itimona ngʼwono, ne imiyo achungʼ motegno kaka got; to kane ipando wangʼi, to piny nochama.
Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
8 In ema ne aluongi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; Ruoth Nyasaye ema ne aywakne mondo okecha.
I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:
9 “Ere ohala ma thona biro kelo, ere gima dhina e liel biro konyigo? Buru bende nyalo paki adier? Bende dohul adierani kasetho?
What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10 Winja, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kendo kecha; yaye Jehova Nyasaye bed konyruok mara.”
Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.
11 Ne iloko ywakna modoko miel; ne igolo lawa mar kuyo mi irwakona law mor,
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 mondo chunya owerni kendo kik olingʼ. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Nyasacha, abiro goyoni erokamano nyaka chiengʼ.
That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.
