Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom has built her house, She has hewn out her pillars—seven.
Rieko osegero ode, osechungo sirnige abiriyo.
2 She has slaughtered her slaughter, She has mingled her wine, Indeed, she has arranged her table.
Oseiko ringe kendo oloso divai mare moru mamit, bende osepedho mesa mare.
3 She has sent forth her girls, She cries on the tops of the high places of the city:
Oseoro jotichne ma nyiri, kendo oluongo ji ka en kuonde motingʼore e dala maduongʼ.
4 “Who [is] simple? Let him turn aside here.” Whoever lacks heart: she has said to him,
“Weuru ji duto mangʼeyogi tin obi kae!” Owacho ni jogo maonge gi rieko mar ngʼado bura.
5 “Come, eat of my bread, And drink of the wine I have mingled.
Biuru, chamuru chiemba kendo madhuru divai ma aseruwo.
6 Forsake the simple and live, And be blessed in the way of understanding.”
Weuru yoreu maonge rieko, eka unubed mangima, wuothuru e yor winjo kod ngʼeyo.
7 The instructor of a scorner Is receiving for it—shame, And a reprover of the wicked—his blemish.
Ngʼat marieyo ja-ajara luongo mana wichkuot, ngʼat makwero ngʼat marach yudo mana ayany.
8 Do not reprove a scorner, lest he hate you, Give reproof to the wise, and he loves you.
Kik ikwer ngʼat ma jaro ji, nikech mano biro miyo obedo mamon kodi, kirieyo ngʼat mariek, to obiro heri.
9 Give to the wise, and he is wiser still, Make known to the righteous, And he increases learning.
Puonj ngʼat mariek, to obiro bedo mariek moloyo, puonj ngʼat makare gimoro, to obiro medo puonjore.
10 The commencement of wisdom [is] the fear of YHWH, And a knowledge of the Holy Ones [is] understanding.
Luoro Jehova Nyasaye e chakruok mar rieko, to ngʼeyo Jal Maler miyo ngʼato ngʼeyo tiend wach.
11 For by me your days multiply, And years of life are added to you.
Nimar kuoma ndalogi biro bedo mangʼeny, kendo rieko biro medo hiki.
12 If you have been wise, you have been wise for yourself, And you have scorned—you bear [it] alone.
Ka iriek, riekoni nomiyi ohala, ka ijajaro, to in iwuon ema ibiro hinyori.
13 A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and has not known what.
Dhako mofuwo en jakoko, ok oritore kendo ngʼeyone tin.
14 And she has sat at the opening of her house, On a throne—the high places of the city,
Obedo e dhoode, e kom kama otingʼore mar dala maduongʼ,
15 To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight [on] their paths.
koluongo jogo makadho, madhi e yoregi.
16 “Who [is] simple? Let him turn aside here.” And whoever lacks heart—she said to him,
Owacho ni jogo maonge gi rieko mar ngʼado bura niya, “Weuru ji duto mangʼeyogi tin obi kae!”
17 “Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.”
Nomedo wachonegi niya, “Pi mokwal mit, chiemo michamo apanda ema nigi ndhandhu moloyo!”
