Zaburi 39
1 Kuom jatend wer. Ne Jeduthun. Zaburi mar Daudi. Ne awacho niya, “Abiro ritora e yorena, kendo abiro rito lewa kik wach richo; abiro tweyo dhoga gi tol kinde duto ma joma timbegi richo ni buta.”
To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a muzzle, while the wicked is before me.
2 To e seche mane ok awuo kendo alingʼ mos, kane ok awach gimoro amora maber, pek manie chunya nomedore.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 Chunya nodoko maliet e iya kendo kane amedo paro matut, to nomedo bedo malit; eka ne atingʼo dhoga mi awuoyo:
My heart burned within me; the fire was kindled in my musing: I spoke with my tongue,
4 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nyisa giko mar ngimana bende nyisa kar romb ndalona; mondo abed ka angʼeyo ni ndalona kadho piyo.
Make me to know, Jehovah, mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I shall know how frail I am.
5 Iseketo ndalona obedo machiek ka bad dhano; kar romb higni maga ok gimoro e nyimi, ngima dhano ka dhano en mana muya nono. (Sela)
Behold, thou hast made my days [as] hand-breadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before thee; verily, every man, [even] the high placed, is altogether vanity. (Selah)
6 Dhano en mana tipo makadho kata ka owuotho koni gi koni, orikni gi tijene mapile kayiem; ochoko mwandu mathoth ka ok ongʼeyo ngʼama obiro weyonegi.
Verily, man walketh in a vain show; verily they are disquieted in vain; he heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 To koro, yaye Ruoth, en angʼo ma amanyo? Genona aketo kuomi.
And now, what wait I for, Lord? my hope is in thee.
8 Resa kuom ketho maga duto; kik imi abedi ngʼama joma ofuwo jaro.
Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 Ne alingʼ alingʼa, kendo ne ok anyal yawo dhoga mondo awuo, nikech in ema isetimo ma.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done [it].
10 Gol chwat ma isechwadago oko; goch ma lweti goyago ohinga.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
11 Ikwero ji kikumogi nikech richogi; itieko mwandugi mana kaka thuth tieko oduma, dhano ka dhano en mana muya nono. (Sela)
When thou with rebukes dost correct a man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely, every man is vanity. (Selah)
12 Winj lamona, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, chik iti ni lamona ma adwarogo kony; kik idin iti ne ywakna, nikech adak kodi mana ka japiny moro, an mana wendo kaka kwerena duto ne gin.
Hear my prayer, Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
13 We ngʼiya, mondo achak abed moil kendo kapok adar aweyo pinyni mi alal e wangʼ ji.
Look away from me, and let me recover strength, before I go hence and be no more.
