Zaburi 42
1 Kuom jatend wer. Maskil mar yawuot Kora. Mana kaka mwanda gamo yweyo kamanyo kuonde ma pi nitie, e kaka chunya dwari, yaye Nyasaye.
BOOK SECOND: “To the chief musician, a Maskil, for the sons of Korach.” As a hart panteth after brooks of water, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
2 Chunya riyo oloyo mar dwaro Nyasaye. En riyo mar dwaro Nyasaye mangima. Abiro dhi romo kod Nyasaye karangʼo?
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I go [again] and be seen in the presence of God?
3 Aseywak mi pi wangʼa osechalo chiemba odiechiengʼ gotieno, ka ji to wachona odiechiengʼ duto niya, “Koro ere Nyasachino?”
My tears have been my food day and night; because men say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
4 Aparo gigi duto ka chunya opongʼ giywak: aparo kaka ne adhi gi oganda maduongʼ ka atelo ni ji madhi e od Nyasaye, Ka akok gimor kendo agoyo erokamano E dier oganda maduongʼ matimo nyasi gi mor.
These things will I remember, and pour out my soul in me: how I was wont to pass along amidst the multitude, journeying with them as a pilgrim to the house of God, with the voice of joyful song and thanksgiving, among the festive throng.
5 Angʼo momiyo ikuyo, yaye chunya? Angʼo momiyo inyosori yaye chunya? Ket genoni kuom Nyasaye, nikech pod abiro pake, kaka Jawarna kendo Nyasacha.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul, and disquieted in me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, because of the salvation of his countenance.
6 Chunya lit; omiyo abiro pari, ka an e piny mar Jordan, gi kuonde motingʼore mar Hermon kod e got Mizar.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and from the peaks of Chermon, from the low mount.
7 Kut luongore gi kut ei abururu mar pi; apaka magi duto gi ahiti mager oseywera motera.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: all thy waves and thy billows have passed over me.
8 Jehova Nyasaye chiko herane godiechiengʼ, to gotieno to wende ni e chunya; ma e lamo ma alamogo Nyasach ngimana.
In the daytime the Lord will command his kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, as a prayer unto the God of my life.
9 Awacho ni Nyasaye ma lwandana niya, “Angʼo momiyo wiyi osewil koda? Angʼo momiyo asiko gi kuyo ka jawasigu sanda?”
I will say unto God, my rock, why hast thou forgotten me? why must I walk grieved, under the oppression of the enemy?
10 Chokena tho omako kendo rama malit seche ma joma kedo koda yanya kochaya, ka giwachona odiechiengʼ duto niya, “Koro ere Nyasachino?”
It is as death in my bones, when my assailants reproach me; when they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
11 Angʼo momiyo ikuyo, yaye chunya? Angʼo momiyo inyosori, yaye chunya? Ket genoni kuom Nyasaye, nikech pod abiro pake, en e Jawarna kendo Nyasacha.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within met? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
