Ecclesiastes 12
1 Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, before the days of adversity come and the years approach of which you will say, “I find no pleasure in them,”
Paruru jachwechu kapod utindo, kendo kapok ndalo mag chandruok obiro, ma ubiro wachoe niya, “Onge gima tinde bernwa e piny.”
2 before the light of the sun, moon, and stars is darkened, and the clouds return after the rain,
Mano en ndalo ma wangʼ chiengʼ, dwe kod sulwe lokore mudho, kendo angʼwengʼo kwako piny bangʼ ka koth osechwe.
3 on the day the keepers of the house tremble and the strong men stoop, when those grinding cease because they are few and those watching through windows see dimly,
Jorito makonyou koro tetni, jou maroteke koro gumbo, rego biro chungʼ nikech jorego nok, kendo wengeu biro lokore boo ma ok unyal neno maber.
4 when the doors to the street are shut and the sound of the mill fades away, when one rises at the sound of a bird and all the daughters of song grow faint,
Dhorangeye momanyore gi wangʼ yore nolor kendo koko mar rego ok nowinjre maber; kendo kata mana ywak winy machiewou e nindo ok unuwinji.
5 when men fear the heights and dangers of the road, when the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper loses its spring, and the caper berry shrivels— for then man goes to his eternal home and mourners walk the streets.
Ji noluor kuonde motingʼore gi malo kendo wuoth nobednigi matek e wangʼ yore. Maua mar oyungu thiewo kendo ongogo lak mondo odhi ocham it yien-no, to oyudo ka it yien-no onge gi ndhandhu. Kamano e kaka dhano dhiyo e dalane mosiko ka joywak to dengo e wangʼ yore.
6 Remember Him before the silver cord is snapped and the golden bowl is crushed, before the pitcher is shattered at the spring and the wheel is broken at the well,
Paruru jachwechu kapod utindo, kendo pok ndalo mar chandruok obiro e piny. Kik urit nyaka ubed joma onge paro gi rieko, kata teko mar timo gimoro,
7 before the dust returns to the ground from which it came and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
e kinde ma lowo dok kuom lowo, to chuny dok ir Nyasaye mane ochweye.
8 “Futility of futilities,” says the Teacher. “Everything is futile!”
Emomiyo an jayalo awacho niya, “Ngima en gima nono! Gik moko duto onge tiendgi!”
9 Not only was the Teacher wise, but he also taught the people knowledge; he pondered, searched out, and arranged many proverbs.
Nikech jayalo ne riek, nopuonjo ji gik moko duto mane ongʼeyo. Noparo matut kendo omanyo mi ochano ngeche mangʼeny kaka owinjore.
10 The Teacher searched to find delightful sayings and to record accurate words of truth.
Jayalo nomenyo mana mondo oyud weche makare, kendo gima nondiko noriere tir kendo adiera.
11 The words of the wise are like goads, and the anthologies of the masters are like firmly embedded nails driven by a single Shepherd.
Weche joma riek jiwo mondo omi giti; to wechego kochoki to chalo gi ludh jokwadh makwayo rombe kata musmal mogur matek. Nyasaye ma jakwadhwa achiel kende ema osechiwo wechego.
12 And by these, my son, be further warned: There is no end to the making of many books, and much study wearies the body.
Koro wuoda nitiere gimoro machielo ma bende onego ingʼe. Tich ndiko kitepe ok norum kendo somo mangʼeny biro olo pachi.
13 When all has been heard, the conclusion of the matter is this: Fear God and keep His commandments, because this is the whole duty of man.
Gik moko duto koro osewinji, omiyo koro ma e wach mogik: Luor Nyasaye kendo rit chikene nimar ma e tich mane omi dhano.
14 For God will bring every deed into judgment, along with every hidden thing, whether good or evil.
Nimar Nyasaye biro ngʼado bura ni tich moro amora, kaachiel gi gimoro amora mopondo, bed ni ober kata orach.
