Psalms 45
1 To the chief Musician. Upon Shoshannim. Of the sons of Korah. An instruction; — a song of the Beloved. My heart is welling forth [with] a good matter: I say what I have composed touching the king. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
Kuom jatend wer. Gi dwol mar “Ondanyo.” Maskil mar yawuot Kora. Wend Arus. Chunya bedo mamor gi wer mamit e kinde mawero Zaburi maga ne Ruoth; kendo lewa chalo kalamb jandiko mongʼith.
2 Thou art fairer than the sons of men; grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
In ema iber moloyo chwo mamoko kendo dhogi owir gi ngʼwono, nikech Nyasaye osegwedhi nyaka chiengʼ.
3 Gird thy sword upon [thy] thigh, O mighty one, [in] thy majesty and thy splendour;
Twe liganglani e bathi, yaye ngʼat maratego; rwakri gi ler kod duongʼ.
4 And [in] thy splendour ride prosperously, because of truth and meekness [and] righteousness: and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
E duongʼni nyisri ayanga kaka jalocho mochungʼ ni adiera gi muolo kod tim makare; lweti ma korachwich mondo onyis timbeni miwuoro.
5 Thine arrows are sharp — peoples fall under thee — in the heart of the king's enemies.
Aserni mabitho mondo ochwo chunje mag wasik ruoth; ogendini mondo opodh piny e bwoyi.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever; a sceptre of uprightness is the sceptre of thy kingdom:
Lochni nosik nyaka chiengʼ, yaye Nyasaye; kendo tim makare ema nobed kaka ludh loch e pinyruodhi.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated wickedness; therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy companions.
Ihero tim makare to imon gi timbe maricho; emomiyo Nyasaye, ma Nyasachi, osetingʼi malo moyombo jowadu nikech osewiri gi mo mamiyi mor.
8 Myrrh and aloes, cassia, are all thy garments; out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made thee glad.
Lepi maboyo duto dungʼ tik mane-mane gi poda kod kasia; moa e ute ruodhi molichi gi lak liech. Wende mindito gi gig wer miyi mor.
9 Kings' daughters are among thine honourable women; upon thy right hand doth stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Nyi ruodhi ni e kanyakla mag mondi moluor; mikach ruoth ni e bathi korachwich korwakore gi dhahabu mogol Ofir.
10 Hearken, daughter, and see, and incline thine ear; and forget thine own people and thy father's house:
Winji nyara, bed mos, kendo chik iti: Gol pachi kuom jou kaachiel gi jood wuonu monywoli.
11 And the king will desire thy beauty; for he is thy Lord, and worship thou him.
Berni otoyo ruoth; miye duongʼ, nikech en ruodhi.
12 And the daughter of Tyre with a gift, the rich ones among the people, shall court thy favour.
Nyar Turo biro biro gi mich, joma nigi mwandu biro dwaro kony kuomi.
13 All glorious is the king's daughter within; her clothing is of wrought gold:
Duongʼ olworo ruoth madhako koni gi koni e kar dakne; law abola mare oton-oton gi dhahabu.
14 She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of embroidery; the virgins behind her, her companions, shall be brought in unto thee:
Omake itere ne ruoth gi law mochwe gi usi; nyiri masilili man kode luwo bangʼe kendo ikelonegi.
15 With joy and gladness shall they be brought; they shall enter into the king's palace.
Irwakogi e ot gi ilo kod mor maduongʼ; gidonjo e dala ruoth.
16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy sons; princes shalt thou make them in all the earth.
Yawuoti biro kawo kar wuonegi; ibiro ketogi ruodhi e piny duto koni gi koni.
17 I will make thy name to be remembered throughout all generations; therefore shall the peoples praise thee for ever and ever.
Abiro miyo ji pari e tienge duto nyaka chiengʼ; kuom mano ogendini biro paki mochwere manyaka chiengʼ.
