Psalms 5
1 To the chief Musician. Upon Nehiloth. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O Jehovah; consider my (meditation)
Kuom jatend wende miwero gi asili. Zaburi Mar Daudi. Chik iti mondo iwinj wechena, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, para kuom pek manie chunya.
2 Hearken unto the voice of my crying, my king and my God; for to thee will I pray.
Winj ywakna mar dwaro kony, Yaye Ruodha kendo Nyasacha, nikech in ema alami.
3 Jehovah, in the morning shalt thou hear my voice; in the morning will I address myself to thee, and will look up.
Yie iwinj dwonda gokinyi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; aketo kwayona e nyimi gokinyi, kendo arito dwoko ka an gi geno.
4 For thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness; evil shall not sojourn with thee.
Ok in Nyasaye mamor gi timbe maricho. Joma richo ok nyal dak kodi kanyachiel.
5 Insolent fools shall not stand before thine eyes; thou hatest all workers of iniquity.
Josunga ok nyal chungʼ e nyimi; imon gi ji duto matimo gik maricho.
6 Thou wilt destroy them that speak lies: Jehovah abhorreth a man of blood and deceit.
Itieko joma wacho miriambo; Jehova Nyasaye ok mor gi joma dwaro chwero remo, kod jo-miriambo.
7 But as for me, in the greatness of thy loving-kindness will I enter thy house; I will bow down toward the temple of thy holiness in thy fear.
An to, nikech kechni maduongʼ, abiro donjo e odi; abiro kulora gi luor ka achomo hekalu mari maler.
8 Lead me, Jehovah, in thy righteousness, because of my foes; make thy way plain before me.
Telna, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kuom adiera mari, nikech wasigu molwora, yie iriena yori tir e nyima.
9 For there is no certainty in their mouth; their inward part is perversion, their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.
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 Bring guilt upon them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels: drive them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against thee.
Kwan-gi kaka joketho, yaye Nyasaye! Ket obadho ma giketo ne ji ogajgi gin giwegi. Riembgi nikech richogi mathoth, nimar gisengʼanyoni.
11 And all that trust in thee shall rejoice: for ever shall they shout joyously, and thou wilt protect them; and they that love thy name shall exult in thee.
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 thou, Jehovah, wilt bless the righteous [man]; with favour wilt thou surround him as [with] a shield.
Nikech igwedho joma kare adier, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; igengʼogi gi hapi mana ka okumba.
