Ecclesiastes 6
1 There is another evil I have seen under the sun, and it weighs heavily upon mankind:
Aseneno richo machielo e piny, kendo obedo sandruok ahinya ni dhano:
2 God gives a man riches, wealth, and honor, so that he lacks nothing his heart desires; but God does not allow him to enjoy them. Instead, a stranger will enjoy them. This is futile and a grievous affliction.
Nyasaye miyo dhano mwandu, ngima maber kod luor makende, mondo kik obed maonge gimoro amora ma chunye dwaro, makmana Nyasaye ok miye thuolo mar bedo gi mor kuomgi, kendo ngʼato nono ema bedo mamor kodgi. Maonge tiende, kendo en richo marach moloyo.
3 A man may father a hundred children and live for many years; yet no matter how long he lives, if he is unsatisfied with his prosperity and does not even receive a proper burial, I say that a stillborn child is better off than he.
Ngʼato nyalo bedo kod nyithindo mia achiel kendo odak higni mangʼeny; to kata bed ni odak mangʼeny maromo nade, ka ok onyal yudo mor kuom mwandune kendo ok oike maber ka otho, to awacho ni nyathi monywol kosetho ber moloye.
4 For a stillborn child enters in futility and departs in darkness, and his name is shrouded in obscurity.
Nywol mar nyathi ma kamano en kayiem nono, olal e mudho kendo kata nying ok chake.
5 The child, though neither seeing the sun nor knowing anything, has more rest than that man,
Kata obedo ni ne ok oneno wangʼ chiengʼ kamano, kata ngʼeyo gimoro amora, to en gi kwe moloyo ngʼat
6 even if he lives a thousand years twice over but fails to enjoy his prosperity. Do not all go to the same place?
modak higni gana gi gana to onge gi mor. Donge giduto gidhi mana kamoro achiel?
7 All a man’s labor is for his mouth, yet his appetite is never satisfied.
Dhano tiyo matek mondo oyud gima ochamo, to kata kamano gik moyudo ok rome.
8 What advantage, then, has the wise man over the fool? What gain comes to the poor man who knows how to conduct himself before others?
En angʼo ma ngʼama riek nigo moloyo ngʼama ofuwo? En ohala mane ma ngʼama ofuwo yudo kuom ngʼeyo kaka dodimbre e nyim joma moko?
9 Better what the eye can see than the wandering of desire. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Ber bedo mamor gi gik ma in-go moloyo bedo gi gombo kuom gima iongego. Ma bende en gima onge tiende kendo ochalo mana kalawo bangʼ yamo.
10 Whatever exists was named long ago, and what happens to a man is foreknown; but he cannot contend with one stronger than he.
Gimoro amora mantiere nosemi nyinge chon, kendo gima dhano en bende nosengʼe; onge ngʼama nyalo piem gi ngʼama oloye gi teko.
11 For the more words, the more futility—and how does that profit anyone?
Kaka weche bedo mathoth, e kaka gibedo maonge tiendgi. To ere kaka mano miyo ngʼato ohala?
12 For who knows what is good for a man during the few days in which he passes through his fleeting life like a shadow? Who can tell a man what will come after him under the sun?
Ere ngʼama nyalo ngʼeyo gima ber ma dhano onego tim e ngima machiekni kendo manono makadho mana ka tipo? Koso ere ngʼama nyalo nyise gima biro timorene e piny bangʼ thone?
