Psalms 60
1 O God, you have cast us off, you have scattered us, you have been displeased; O turn yourself to us again.
Kuom jatend wer. E dwol mar “Ondanyo mar singruok.” Miktam mar Daudi. Mar puonjo. Kane okedo gi Aram-Naharaim kod Aram Zoba, kendo kane Joab odwogo mi onego jo-Edom alufu apar gariyo e Holo mar Chumbi. Yaye Nyasaye, isedagiwa mi imuomori kuomwa; isebedo ka ikecho kodwa, to koro loswa!
2 You have made the earth to tremble; you have broken it: heal the breaches thereof; for it shakes.
Iseyiengo piny mi ibare diere ariyo, Los kuondene mosebarore, nikech oyiengni.
3 You have showed your people hard things: you have made us to drink the wine of astonishment.
Isenyiso jogi kinde mag chandruok mapek; isemiyowa kongʼo mamiyo wakwangʼ.
4 You have given a banner to them that fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)
To isechungo bandech loch ni joma oluori mondo oumgi ka oywanegi atungʼ. (Sela)
5 That your beloved may be delivered; save with your right hand, and hear me.
Reswa kendo konywa gi lweti ma korachwich mondo joma ihero ogol e chandruok.
6 God has spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.
Nyasaye osewuoyo gie kare maler kowacho niya, “Abiro pogo Shekem ne ji, kendo abiro pimo ne ji Holo mar Sukoth.
7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the strength of mine head; Judah is my lawgiver;
Gilead en mara, Manase bende mara; Efraim en oguta mar lweny, to Juda en osimbona mar loch.
8 Moab is my pot for washing; over Edom will I cast out my shoe: Philistia, triumph you because of me.
Moab en besen mara mar luok, to Edom e kama amoe wuochena; Filistia ema akoke ka aseloyo lweny.”
9 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
En ngʼa mabiro kela e dala maduongʼ mochiel motegno? Ngʼa mabiro telona nyaka Edom?
10 Will not you, O God, which had cast us off? and you, O God, which did not go out with our armies?
Donge in ema isedagiwa, yaye Nyasaye, kendo tinde ok idhi gi jolwenjwa e lweny?
11 Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
Miwa kony mondo walo wasikwa, nikech kony mar dhano onge tich.
12 Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.
Wabiro loyo lweny ka Nyasaye nikodwa, kendo obiro nyono wasikwa piny.
