Psalms 131

1 A song of degrees or Psalme of David. Lord, mine heart is not hautie, neither are mine eyes loftie, neither haue I walked in great matters and hid from me.

Wer ma ji wero kadhi e hekalu. Mar Daudi. Ngʼayi onge e chunya, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, wangʼa bende ok tek; chunya ok chandre gi gik madongo, kata gi weche matek modhiera ngʼeyo.

2 Surely I haue behaued my selfe, like one wained from his mother, and kept silence: I am in my selfe as one that is wained.

To abet mos kendo chunya okwe; mana ka nyathi ma pod dhoth molingʼ mos e bad min, ee, kaka nyathi ma kamano lingʼ mos, e kaka chunya bende olingʼ mos e iya.

3 Let Israel waite on the Lord from hencefoorth and for euer.

Yaye Israel, keturu genou kuom Jehova Nyasaye chakre tinende kendo nyaka chiengʼ.