Psalms 143
1 A Psalme of David. Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my supplication: answer me in thy trueth and in thy righteousnes.
Zaburi mar Daudi. Winj lamona, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, chik iti ne ywakna mar kech; bi mondo ikonya nikech in ja-adiera kendo itimo maber.
2 (And enter not into iudgement with thy seruant: for in thy sight shall none that liueth, be iustified)
Kik imi jatichni yud kum nimar onge kata ngʼato achiel matimo maber e nyimi.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
Jasigu lawa matek, oserodha piny nyaka e lowo; ochuna ni nyaka adag kama otimo mudho mana ka joma notho chon gi lala.
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
Omiyo chunya chandore e iya, ee, chunya obwok.
5 Yet do I remember the time past: I meditate in all thy workes, yea, I doe meditate in the workes of thine hands.
Aparo higni machon mosekalo; aketo pacha mos kuom tijeni duto, kendo ageno gik ma lweti osetimo.
6 I stretche forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. (Selah)
Ayaroni lwetena; chunya gombi mana kaka lowo motwo gombo koth. (Sela)
7 Heare me spedely, O Lord, for my spirit faeleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
Dwoka piyo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nimar chunya ool. Kik ipandna wangʼi nono to dipoka achalo gi joma ridore e bur matut.
8 Let me heare thy louing kindenes in the morning, for in thee is my trust: shewe mee the waie, that I should walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto thee.
Mi mondo okinyi oromna gi herani ma ok rem, nimar aketo genona kuomi. Nyisa yo monego alu nimar aketo chunya duto kuomi.
9 Deliuer me, O Lord, from mine enemies: for I hid me with thee.
Resa e lwet wasika, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nimar in e jaritna.
10 Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit leade me vnto the land of righteousnes.
Puonja timo dwaroni, nimar in e Nyasacha; mi mondo Roho mari maber, otelna e yo mopie.
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnes bring my soule out of trouble.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kony ngimana nikech nyingi iwuon; gola oko e chandruok nikech timni maber.
12 And for thy mercy slay mine enemies, and destrie all them that oppresse my soule: for I am thy seruant.
Mi wasika olingʼ thi, nikech herani ma ok rem; tiek joma kedo koda duto nimar an jatichni.
