Psalms 71
1 In thee, O Lord, I trust: let me neuer be ashamed.
Kuomi ema aseponde, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; kik iwe ayud wichkuot.
2 Rescue mee and deliuer me in thy righteousnes: incline thine eare vnto me and saue me.
Konya kendo gola e chandruok, nikech timni makare; winja kendo iresa.
3 Be thou my strong rocke, whereunto I may alway resort: thou hast giuen commandement to saue me: for thou art my rocke, and my fortresse.
Bedna lwanda mar pondo, ma anyalo ringo adhiye seche duto; gol chik mondo iresa, nimar in e lwandana kendo ohingana.
4 Deliuer mee, O my God, out of the hande of the wicked: out of the hande of the euill and cruell man.
Resa e lwet joma timbegi richo, yaye Nyasacha, gola kuom richo gi joma kwiny momaka matek.
5 For thou art mine hope, O Lord God, euen my trust from my youth.
Nimar in ema isebedo genona, yaye Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto, in ema isebedo kimiya chir nyaka ae tin-na.
6 Vpon thee haue I beene stayed from the wombe: thou art he that tooke me out of my mothers bowels: my praise shalbe alwaies of thee.
Asebedo ka ayiengora kuomi nyaka ne nywola; in ema ne igola ei minwa. Abiro apaki nyaka chiengʼ.
7 I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but thou art my sure trust.
Alokora gima bwogo ji mangʼeny to kata kamano in e kar pondo mara motegno.
8 Let my mouth be filled with thy praise, and with thy glory euery day.
Dhoga opongʼ gi pakni, kendo asiko ahulo duongʼni maler odiechiengʼ duto.
9 Cast mee not off in the time of age: forsake me not when my strength faileth.
Kik ijog koda ka koro ati; kik ijwangʼa ka tekra orumo.
10 For mine enemies speake of mee, and they that lay waite for my soule, take their counsell together,
Nimar wasika wuoyo marach kuoma; jogo marita mondo onega loso wach kaachiel.
11 Saying, God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliuer him.
Giwacho niya, “Nyasaye oseweye; laweuru mondo umake, nikech onge ngʼama biro rese.”
12 Goe not farre from me, O God: my God, haste thee to helpe me.
Kik ibed mabor koda, yaye Nyasaye; bi piyo mondo ikonya, yaye Nyasacha.
13 Let them be confounded and consumed that are against my soule: let them be couered with reproofe and confusion, that seeke mine hurt.
Mad joma donjona lal nono ka wigi okuot; mad joma dwaro hinya, obed gi achaya kod wichkuot koni gi koni.
14 But I will waite continually, and will praise thee more and more.
Anto abiro siko ka an gi geno; abiro paki kendo abiro medo paki.
15 My mouth shall daily rehearse thy righteousnesse, and thy saluation: for I knowe not the nomber.
Dhoga biro hulo timni makare, kod warruokni odiechiengʼ duto, kata obedo ni gingʼeny mohinga ngʼeyo.
16 I will goe forwarde in the strength of the Lord God, and will make mention of thy righteousnesse, euen of thine onely.
Abiro biro mondo anyis ji timbeni madongo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto; abiro nyiso ji timni makare, timni makare in kendi.
17 O God, thou hast taught me from my youth euen vntill nowe: therefore will I tell of thy wonderous workes,
Isepuonja nyaka aa e nyathi, yaye Nyasaye, kendo nyaka kawuono pod ahulo timbe miwuoro.
18 Yea, euen vnto mine olde age and graie head, O God: forsake me not, vntill I haue declared thine arme vnto this generation, and thy power to all them, that shall come.
Kata ka ochopo kinde ma ati kendo wiya oselokore lwar, to kik iweya, yaye Nyasaye, nyaka ahul tekoni ni tienge mabiro, kendo ahul timbeni madongo ni tienge duto mabiro.
19 And thy righteousnes, O God, I wil exalt on high: for thou hast done great thinges: O God, who is like vnto thee!
Timni makare ochopo nyaka ei kor polo, yaye Nyasaye, in misetimo gik madongo. En ngʼa ma dipim kodi, yaye Nyasaye?
20 Which hast shewed me great troubles and aduersities, but thou wilt returne, and reuiue me, and wilt come againe, and take mee vp from the depth of the earth.
Kata obedo ni isemiyo aneno chandruok mathoth kendo malit, to pod ibiro miyo abed mangima kendo. Ibiro gola e bur matut mi achak abed gi duongʼ.
21 Thou wilt increase mine honour, and returne and comfort me.
Ibiro miyo duongʼ ma an-go medore kendo ibiro chako ihoya kendo.
22 Therefore will I praise thee for thy faithfulnesse, O God, vpon instrument and viole: vnto thee will I sing vpon the harpe, O Holy one of Israel.
Abiro paki gi nyatiti nikech adiera mari, yaye Nyasaye; abiro weroni wend pak gi orutu, yaye Nyasaye Maler mar Israel.
23 My lippes will reioyce when I sing vnto thee, and my soule, which thou hast deliuered.
Abiro kok gi mor ka aweroni wend pak, nikech an ngʼat misewaro.
24 My tongue also shall talke of thy righteousnesse daily: for they are confounded and brought vnto shame, that seeke mine hurt.
Dhoga biro nyiso ji kuom timbeni makare odiechiengʼ duto, nimar joma ne dwaro hinya oseneno wichkuot kendo osengʼengʼ.
