Psalms 5

1 For the choirmaster, to be accompanied by flutes. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O LORD; consider my groaning.

Kuom jatend wende miwero gi asili. Zaburi Mar Daudi. Chik iti mondo iwinj wechena, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, para kuom pek manie chunya.

2 Attend to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to You I pray.

Winj ywakna mar dwaro kony, Yaye Ruodha kendo Nyasacha, nikech in ema alami.

3 In the morning, O LORD, You hear my voice; at daybreak I lay my plea before You and wait in expectation.

Yie iwinj dwonda gokinyi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; aketo kwayona e nyimi gokinyi, kendo arito dwoko ka an gi geno.

4 For You are not a God who delights in wickedness; no evil can dwell with You.

Ok in Nyasaye mamor gi timbe maricho. Joma richo ok nyal dak kodi kanyachiel.

5 The boastful cannot stand in Your presence; You hate all workers of iniquity.

Josunga ok nyal chungʼ e nyimi; imon gi ji duto matimo gik maricho.

6 You destroy those who tell lies; the LORD abhors the man of bloodshed and deceit.

Itieko joma wacho miriambo; Jehova Nyasaye ok mor gi joma dwaro chwero remo, kod jo-miriambo.

7 But I will enter Your house by the abundance of Your loving devotion; in reverence I will bow down toward Your holy temple.

An to, nikech kechni maduongʼ, abiro donjo e odi; abiro kulora gi luor ka achomo hekalu mari maler.

8 Lead me, O LORD, in Your righteousness because of my enemies; make straight Your way before me.

Telna, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kuom adiera mari, nikech wasigu molwora, yie iriena yori tir e nyima.

9 For not a word they speak can be trusted; destruction lies within them. Their throats are open graves; their tongues practice deceit.

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.

10 Declare them guilty, O God; let them fall by their own devices. Drive them out for their many transgressions, for they have rebelled against You.

Kwan-gi kaka joketho, yaye Nyasaye! Ket obadho ma giketo ne ji ogajgi gin giwegi. Riembgi nikech richogi mathoth, nimar gisengʼanyoni.

11 But let all who take refuge in You rejoice; let them ever shout for joy. May You shelter them, that those who love Your name may rejoice in You.

We ji duto moketi kar pondo margi obed mamor; we gisiki ka giwer gimor. Umgi gi rit mari, mondo joma ohero nyingi omor kodi.

12 For surely You, O LORD, bless the righteous; You surround them with the shield of Your favor.

Nikech igwedho joma kare adier, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; igengʼogi gi hapi mana ka okumba.