Proverbs 30
1 THE WORDS OF AGUR THE SONNE OF JAKEH. The prophecie which ye man spake vnto Ithiel, euen to Ithiel, and Vcal.
Magi e weche mag Agur wuod Jake, ma gin weche matut. Magi e weche ma Agur wachone Ithiel; adier owuoyo ne Ithiel niya, “Aol marumo, yaye Nyasaye, to pod anyalo wuoyo.
2 Surely I am more foolish then any man, and haue not the vnderstanding of a man in me.
Chutho afuwo ahinya ma ok awinjora bedo dhano; ok an kod ngʼeyo tiend wach mar dhano.
3 For I haue not learned wisedome, nor atteined to the knowledge of holy things.
Ok asepuonjora rieko, kata ngʼeyo mar Nyasaye, ma en Jal Maler Moloyo, bende aongego.
4 Who hath ascended vp to heauen, and descended? Who hath gathered the winde in his fist? Who hath bound the waters in a garment? Who hath established all the endes of the world? What is his name, and what is his sonnes name, if thou canst tell?
En ngʼa mosedhi e polo kendo olor piny? En ngʼa mosechoko yamo moketo ei lwete? En ngʼa mosechoko pi gi lawe kata mosepimo giko mar tungʼ piny? Nyinge to en ngʼa, koso wuode to nyinge ngʼa? Nyisa ane ka ingʼeyo!
5 Euery worde of God is pure: he is a shield to those, that trust in him.
“Wach ka wach moa kuom Nyasaye en adier; Nyasaye en okumba ne jogo mopondo kuome.
6 Put nothing vnto his wordes, least he reproue thee, and thou be found a lyar.
Kik imed gimoro e wachne, to nono obiro kwedi mi onyis ni in ja-miriambo.
7 Two things haue I required of thee: denie me them not before I die.
“Gik moko ariyo makwayi; yaye Jehova Nyasaye; kik itama biro buti kapok atho.
8 Remooue farre from me vanitie and lyes: giue me not pouertie, nor riches: feede me with foode conuenient for me,
Mi wuond gi miriambo obed mabor koda; kik imiya chan kata mwandu, to miya mana chiemba mapile.
9 Least I be full, and denie thee, and say, Who is the Lord? or least I be poore and steale, and take the Name of my God in vaine.
Nimar, ka ok kamano, to anyalo bedo gi mwandu mangʼeny mi akwedi ka awacho ni, ‘Jehova Nyasaye to en ngʼa?’ Kata anyalo bedo jachan mi akwel, mi ami nying Nyasacha wichkuot.
10 Accuse not a seruant vnto his master, lest he curse thee, when thou hast offended.
“Kik iwuo marach kuom jatich ne ngʼat mondike nono to obiro kwongʼi, mi iyud chandruok.
11 There is a generation that curseth their father, and doeth not blesse their mother.
“Nitie jogo makwongʼo wuonegi kendo ok gwedh minegi;
12 There is a generation that are pure in their owne conceite, and yet are not washed from their filthinesse.
jogo ma paro giwegi ni giler to ok osepwodhgi kuom kethruokgi;
13 There is a generation, whose eies are hautie, and their eye liddes are lifted vp.
jogo ma wangʼ-gi tek masungore, manenogi richo;
14 There is a generation, whose teeth are as swordes, and their chawes as kniues to eate vp the afflicted out of the earth, and the poore from among men.
joma lekegi chalo gi ligangla kendo nyipongʼ lekegi chalo pelni mabitho, mar chamo jochan manie piny, kod joma odhier manie dier ji.
15 The horse leache hath two daughters which crye, Giue, giue. There be three things that will not be satisfied: yea, foure that say not, It is ynough.
“Chwe nigi nyiri ariyo. Giywak ni, ‘Miwa! Miwa!’ “Nitie gik moko adek ma ok rom ngangʼ! Angʼwen ma ok wach ni, ‘Oromo!’
16 The graue, and the barren wombe, the earth that cannot be satisfied with water, and the fire that sayeth not, It is ynough. (Sheol h7585)
Gin liel, ich ma ok onywol, lowo ma pi ok rom, kata mach ma ok wach ni, ‘Oromo!’ (Sheol h7585)
17 The eye that mocketh his father and despiseth the instruction of his mother, let ye rauens of the valley picke it out, and the yong eagles eate it.
“Wangʼ ma jaro wuoro, ma dagi winjo wach miyo, ibiro lodho oko kod agak manie holo, ibiro chamgi gi achudhe.
18 There be three thinges hid from me: yea, foure that I knowe not,
“Nitie gik moko adek mamiya awuoro ahinya, angʼwen ma ok anyal ngʼeyo tiendgi.
19 The way of an eagle in the aire, the way of a serpent vpon a stone, ye way of a ship in ye middes of the sea, and the way of a man with a maide.
Yor ongo e kor polo, yor thuol e kor lwanda, yor yie ei nam mogingore kod yor ngʼama wuowi gi nyako.
20 Such is ye way also of an adulterous woman: she eateth and wipeth her mouth, and sayth, I haue not committed iniquitie.
“Ma e yor dhako ma jachode: Ochiemo to bangʼe oyweyo dhoge, mi owach ni, ‘Ok asetimo gimoro marach.’
21 For three things the earth is moued: yea, for foure it cannot susteine it selfe:
“Nitie gik moko adek mateto piny, to kuom gik moko angʼwen piny ok nyal yiego:
22 For a seruant when he reigneth, and a foole when he is filled with meate,
misumba modoko ruodh piny, kata ngʼat mofuwo mochiemo moyiengʼ,
23 For the hatefull woman, when she is married, and for a handmaid that is heire to her mistres.
moro en dhako ma ok oher to okende eka mogik jatich ma nyako ma omayo dhako mondike dichwo.
24 These be foure small things in the earth, yet they are wise and full of wisedome:
“Gik moko angʼwen matindo ni e piny, to kata kamano giriek moloyo.
25 The pismires a people not strong, yet prepare they their meate in sommer:
Biye gin chwech ma tekregi tin, to kata kamano gikano chiembgi e ndalo oro;
26 The conies a people not mightie, yet make their houses in the rocke:
aidha bende gin le man-gi teko matin, to giloso gondgi e kind kite,
27 The grashopper hath no King, yet goe they forth all by bandes:
kata bonyo onge ruodhgi, to ka giringo gidhiyo nyime kaachiel ka gichanore ka ogend lweny.
28 The spider taketh holde with her handes, and is in Kings palaces.
Kamano olele bende inyalo mako gi lwedo, to iyude kodak e ute ruoth.
29 There be three thinges that order well their going: yea, foure are comely in going,
“Nitie gik moko adek ma wuodhgi lich ka irango, chutho angʼwen maringo malich miwuoro.
30 A lyon which is strong among beastes, and turneth not at the sight of any:
Sibuor, en ratego moloyo kuom le duto, kendo onge gimoro moluoro,
31 A lusty grayhound, and a goate, and a King against whom there is no rising vp.
thuon gweno magar ka dwaro gwere gi wadgi, nywok, kod ruoth gi oganda mar lweny moluoro bute.
32 If thou hast bene foolish in lifting thy selfe vp, and if thou hast thought wickedly, lay thine hand vpon thy mouth.
“Ka isetimo tim fuwo ma imiyori duongʼ kendi, kata ka isechano richo, to um dhogi gi lweti!
33 When one churneth milke, he bringeth foorth butter: and he that wringeth his nose, causeth blood to come out: so he that forceth wrath, bringeth foorth strife.
Mana kaka puoyo chak kelo mo, kendo goyo um chwero remo, e kaka jiwo kecho kelo lweny.”
