Zaburi 43

1 Ngʼadna bura makare, yaye Nyasaye, kendo chwaka e kind joma ok ongʼeyo Nyasaye; resa e lwet joma wuondore gi joma timbegi richo.

Right me, defend my cause against a pitiless people. From the crafty and crooked, O God, deliver me.

2 In Nyasaye ma apondo kuome. Koro to ijwangʼa nangʼo? Angʼo momiyo nyaka asik ka akuyo, ka jawasigu sanda?

For you are God my protector: why have you cast me off? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?

3 Or lerni kod adierani, orgi mondo gitelna; yie mondo gikela nyaka godi maler, nyaka kama idakie.

Send forth your light and your truth, let them be my guides: to your holy hill let them bring me, to the place where you live.

4 Eka anadhi e kendo mar misango mar Nyasaye, nyaka achopi e nyim Nyasaye, Nyasaye ma kelona mor kendo ilo. Abiro paki gi nyatiti, yaye Nyasaye kendo Nyasacha.

Then will I go to God’s altar, to God my rejoicing; and with joy on the lyre I will praise you, O God, my God.

5 Angʼo momiyo ikuyo, yaye chunya? Angʼo momiyo inyosori, yaye chunya? Ket genoni kuom Nyasaye, nikech pod abiro pake, en e Jawarna kendo Nyasacha.

Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.