< 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.
I will extol thee, O YHWH; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Nyasacha, ne aluongi mondo ikonya kendo ne ichanga.
O YHWH my Elohim, 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)
O YHWH, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Werneuru Jehova Nyasaye, un joge maler; pakuru nyinge maler.
Sing unto YHWH, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the 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 his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6 Kane aparo ni adhi maber, ne awacho niya, “Onge gima biro bwoga.”
And in my prosperity I said, 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.
YHWH, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8 In ema ne aluongi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; Ruoth Nyasaye ema ne aywakne mondo okecha.
I cried to thee, O YHWH; and unto YHWH I made 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, when I go 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 YHWH, and have mercy upon me: YHWH, be thou 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 put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 mondo chunya owerni kendo kik olingʼ. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Nyasacha, abiro goyoni erokamano nyaka chiengʼ.
To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O YHWH my Elohim, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

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