Isaiah 64
1 That thou wouldst rend the heavens, and wouldst come down: the mountains would melt away at thy presence.
Mad ibar polo mondo ilor piny, mondo gode otetni e nyimi,
2 They would melt as at the burning of fire, the waters would burn with fire, that thy name might be made known to thy enemies: that the nations might tremble at thy presence.
mana kaka mach wangʼo yugi kendo yienyo pi, lor piny mondo wasiki ongʼe ni intie, kendo imi ogendini otetni e nyimi!
3 When thou shalt do wonderful things, we shall not bear them: thou didst come down, and at thy presence the mountains melted away.
Nimar kane itimo gik madongo mane ok wapar, ne ilor piny ma gode ne oyiengni e nyimi,
4 From the beginning of the world they have not heard, nor perceived with the ears: the eye hath not seen, O God, besides thee, what things thou hast prepared for them that wait for thee.
nyaka aa nene onge ngʼama osewinjo, kendo onge it mosewinjo, bende onge wangʼ moseneno Nyasaye moro amora ma ok in, moserito joge mogeno kuome.
5 Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice: in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always, and we shall be saved.
Ikonyo joma nigi mor mar timo gik makare, ma gin joma paro yoregi. To kane wadhi nyime gi ketho e nyimi, to iyi nowangʼ. To koro ere kaka inyalo reswa?
6 And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
Waduto wasebedo ka jok mogak, kendo timbewa duto mabeyo chalo mana gi lewni mochido; waduto wasener mana ka it oboke, kendo richowa mamono kwadhowa oko mabor mana ka yamo.
7 There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
Onge ngʼato angʼata maluongo nyingi, kata matemo mondo opadre kuomi, nimar isepandonwa wangʼi kendo ijwangʼowa mabor nikech richo magwa.
8 And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
Kata kamano, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in e Wuonwa. Wan e lop chwech, to ine jachwechwa; kendo wan duto wan tich lweti.
9 Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kik ibed gi mirima mokadho apima, kik ipar richowa ndalo duto. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, wakwayi, yie irangwa, nimar wan duto wan jogi.
10 The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
Miechi madongo maler olokore thim, kata mana Sayun owuon bende olokore thim, kendo Jerusalem odongʼ gunda.
11 The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our lovely things are turned into ruins.
Hekalu marwa maler, kendo man-gi duongʼ mane kwerewa opakie, osewangʼ gi mach, kendo mwanduwa duto osekethore.
12 Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things, wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us vehemently?
Bangʼ magi duto, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, bende pod inyalo mana jwangʼowa? Adier dilingʼ thi kikumowa mokadho apima?
