Psalms 59
1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.] Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
Kuom jatend wer. E dwol mar “Kik iketh gik moko.” Miktam mar Daudi. Kane Saulo ooro ji mondo ocher od Daudi mondo onege. Resa e lwet wasika, yaye Nyasaye; Rit ngimana kuom joma ogar koda.
2 Deliver me from evildoers. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Gola e lwet joma timo gik maricho kendo resa kuom joma riyo mar chwero remo omako.
3 For, look, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, LORD.
Neye kaka gibutona ka girita e yo! Joma kwiny chano kaka digihinya, to an onge gima rach kata richo masetimo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye.
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, look, and help me.
Onge gima asetimo marach, to kata kamano gin to giikore monja. Aa malo ikonya; ne chandruokna.
5 You, LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ma Nyasaye Maratego, in Nyasach Israel, aa malo ikum ogendini duto; kik ikech andhoke ma timbegi richo. (Sela)
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Gidwogo ka piny imore, ka gingʼur ka guogi, kendo giwuotho koni gi koni e dala ka gingʼanjo.
7 Look, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?"
Neye gik ma gingʼudho koa e dhogi, gingʼudho ligengni gi dhogi, kendo giwacho niya, “En ngʼa manyalo winjowa?”
8 But you, LORD, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
To in nyiergi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, go siboi ne ogendinigo duto.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
Yaye tekona, in ema angʼiyi, in e kar pondona, yaye Nyasaye,
10 My God of mercy will come to meet me. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
Yaye Nyasacha ma jahera. Nyasaye biro telona kendo obiro miyo asungra ne joma ketho nyinga.
11 Do not kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, LORD our shield.
To kik uneg-gi, yaye Ruoth ma okumbana nikech joga dipoka wigi owil. Mi giba abaya koni gi koni gi tekoni, kendo mi gidog piny.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
Nikech richo ma gitimo gi dhogi kuom wuoyo, nikech weche mawuok e dhogi, wegi mondo sungagi ogajgi. Nikech gikwongʼo ji kendo gi wuondo ji,
13 Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the farthest parts of the earth. (Selah)
tiekgi gi mirimbi mager, tiekgi mi kargi lal nono, eka biro ngʼere e tungʼ piny koni gi koni ni Nyasaye nigi loch kuom joka Jakobo. (Sela)
14 At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
Gidwogo ka piny imore ka gingʼur ka guogi, kendo giwuotho koni gi koni e dala ka gingʼanjo.
15 They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied.
Gibayo koni gi koni ka gidwaro chiemo kendo ka ok giyiengʼ to gingʼur.
16 But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
Anto abiro wer kuom tekoni abiro wero herani gokinyi; nikech in e ohingana, in e kar pondona e kinde mag thagruok.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
In e tekona, omiyo abiro weroni wend pak; in e ohingana, yaye Nyasaye, in e Nyasacha ma jahera.
