Psalms 92

1 A psalm of a canticle on the sabbath day. It is good to give praise to the Lord: and to sing to thy name, O most High.

Zaburi. Wer. Ne chiengʼ Sabato. Pako Jehova Nyasaye en gima ber kendo wero wende mapako nyingi bende ber, yaye Nyasaye Man Malo Moloyo,

2 To shew forth thy mercy in the morning, and thy truth in the night:

hulo herani gokinyi kod adierani gotieno,

3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, upon the psaltery: with a canticle upon the harp.

kiwer gi nyatiti matin ma tondene apar ka wer ridore gi nyatiti maduongʼ ber adier.

4 For thou hast given me, O Lord, a delight in thy doings: and in the works of thy hands I shall rejoice.

Nimar timbeni miya mor, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; awer gi mor nikech tije ma lweti otimo.

5 O Lord, how great are thy works! thy thoughts are exceeding deep.

Mano kaka tijeni dongo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, mano kaka pachi tut miwuoro!

6 The senseless man shall not know: nor will the fool understand these things.

Ngʼama omingʼ ok nyal ngʼeyo, joma ofuwo ok winj tiend wachno,

7 When the wicked shall spring up as grass: and all the workers of iniquity shall appear: That they may perish for ever and ever:

ni kata obedo ni joma timbegi richo nyalo loth kaka lum kendo joricho nyalo dhi maber, to ibiro tiekgi chuth nyaka chiengʼ.

8 But thou, O Lord, art most high for evermore.

To in, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ibiro siko kimiyi duongʼ nyaka chiengʼ.

9 For behold thy enemies, O Lord, for behold thy enemies shall perish: and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

Nimar ka kuom adier, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ka kuom adier to wasiki duto biro lal nono; joricho duto ibiro ke mel.

10 But my horn shall be exalted like that of the unicorn: and my old age in plentiful mercy.

Isemiyo tungena odoko ma roboche ka tunge jowi; oseol kuoma modhi maliw.

11 My eye also hath looked down upon my enemies: and my ear shall hear of the downfall of the malignant that rise up against me.

Aseneno gi wengena ka iloyo wasika kendo asewinjo gi itena ka joma oramona ma timbegi richo itieko.

12 The just shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow up like the cedar of Libanus.

Joma kare biro loth maber ka yiend othith, gibiro dongo ka yiend sida mar Lebanon;

13 They that are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of the house of our God.

Nikech opidhgi e od Jehova Nyasaye, gibiro loth e agolni mag Nyasachwa.

14 They shall still increase in a fruitful old age: and shall be well treated,

Kata hikgi oniangʼ to pod gininyag mana olemo, kendo ginisik ka ginyien kendo gingʼich,

15 That they may shew, That the Lord our God is righteous, and there is no iniquity in him.

ka gilando niya “Jehova Nyasaye oriere tir; en e Lwandana, kendo onge richo moro amora kuome.”