Zaburi 5
1 Kuom jatend wende miwero gi asili. Zaburi Mar Daudi. Chik iti mondo iwinj wechena, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, para kuom pek manie chunya.
To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
2 Winj ywakna mar dwaro kony, Yaye Ruodha kendo Nyasacha, nikech in ema alami.
Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
3 Yie iwinj dwonda gokinyi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; aketo kwayona e nyimi gokinyi, kendo arito dwoko ka an gi geno.
For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
4 Ok in Nyasaye mamor gi timbe maricho. Joma richo ok nyal dak kodi kanyachiel.
Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.
5 Josunga ok nyal chungʼ e nyimi; imon gi ji duto matimo gik maricho.
Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.
6 Itieko joma wacho miriambo; Jehova Nyasaye ok mor gi joma dwaro chwero remo, kod jo-miriambo.
Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.
7 An to, nikech kechni maduongʼ, abiro donjo e odi; abiro kulora gi luor ka achomo hekalu mari maler.
But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.
8 Telna, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kuom adiera mari, nikech wasigu molwora, yie iriena yori tir e nyima.
Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
9 Kata wach achiel mowuok e dho jogi ok nyal gen; chunygi opongʼ gi kethruok. Dwondgi chalo gi liel mapok oum; lewgi olony e wacho miriambo.
For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
10 Kwan-gi kaka joketho, yaye Nyasaye! Ket obadho ma giketo ne ji ogajgi gin giwegi. Riembgi nikech richogi mathoth, nimar gisengʼanyoni.
Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.
11 We ji duto moketi kar pondo margi obed mamor; we gisiki ka giwer gimor. Umgi gi rit mari, mondo joma ohero nyingi omor kodi.
And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;
12 Nikech igwedho joma kare adier, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; igengʼogi gi hapi mana ka okumba.
for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.
