Psalms 10
1 Why stand you far off, O LORD? why hide you yourself in times of trouble?
Angʼo momiyo ichungʼ gichien, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Angʼo momiyo ipondo ne ji e ndalo mag chandruok?
2 The wicked in his pride does persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
Ngʼat ma timbene richo goyo apedha ni joma onge nyalo kendo omakogi e otegu mage mosechiko.
3 For the wicked boasts of his heart's desire, and blesses the covetous, whom the LORD detests.
Dwache maricho mopando e chunye omiyo osungore; jowuoche ema ogwedho to Jehova Nyasaye to ochayo.
4 The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.
Sunga omake ma ok onyal manye; onge thuolo kata matin mochiwo ne Nyasaye e chunye.
5 His ways are always grievous; your judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his enemies, he puffs at them.
Yorene dhi maber kinde duto, okawore omiyo chikeni ni mabor moyombe; ojaro wasike duto.
6 He has said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for I shall never be in adversity.
Owacho ne en owuon niya, “Onge gima nyalo yienga; abiro dak gi kwe kinde duto kaonge gima thaga.”
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and vanity.
Dhoge opongʼ gi miriambo kod weche mag kwongʼ; chandruok gi weche maricho ni e bwo lewe.
8 He sits in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places does he murder the innocent: his eyes are privately set against the poor.
Okiyo ji e bath yore mag gwengʼ, onego ji apoya koa kuonde moponde, osiko ongʼicho mondo wangʼe omaki joma onge ketho mondo ohiny.
9 He lies in wait secretly as a lion in his den: he lies in wait to catch the poor: he does catch the poor, when he draws him into his net.
Okiyo ji kokichore ka sibuor mopondo; okichore mar mako joma ok nyal mondo ohinygi, omako joma ok nyal kendo oywayogi oko gi tonde mar meko.
10 He crouches, and humbles himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.
Joma hapgi rach momako otieko kendo podho chuth, gipodho e bwo tekone.
11 He has said in his heart, God has forgotten: he hides his face; he will never see it.
Owachone en owuon niya, “Nyasaye wiye osewil; opando wangʼe kendo onge gima oneno.”
12 Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up your hand: forget not the humble.
Aa malo yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Tingʼ badi malo, yaye Nyasaye. Kik wiyi wil gi joma ok nyal.
13 Wherefore does the wicked contemn God? he has said in his heart, You will not require it.
Angʼo momiyo ngʼama timbene richo jaro Nyasaye? Angʼo momiyo owacho e chunye ni, “Ok obi keta piny mopenja gima asetimo?”
14 You have seen it; for you behold mischief and spite, to requite it with your hand: the poor commits himself unto you; you are the helper of the fatherless.
To in, yaye Nyasaye, ineno chandruok gi kuyo, ikawogi kaka mari kendo itingʼogi e lweti. Ngʼat ma ok nyal; chiwore ne in; in e jakony mar joma onge wuonegi.
15 Break you the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wickedness till you find none.
Tur bad ngʼama rach ma timbene richo; luonge mondo onyis ji gik maricho mosetimo lingʼ-lingʼ, ma ji ok nyal fwenyo mi ngʼe.
16 The LORD is King for ever and ever: the heathen are perished out of his land.
Jehova Nyasaye en Ruoth mochwere manyaka chiengʼ; ogendini biro lal nono e pinye.
17 LORD, you have heard the desire of the humble: you will prepare their heart, you will cause your ear to hear:
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in iwinjo kwayo mar joma chandore; ijiwogi, kendo ichiko iti ni ywakgi,
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that the man of the earth may no more oppress.
Ichwako nyithi kiye kod joma isando, mondo dhano ma ochwe gi lowo, kik dhi nyime gi bwogo ji.
