Psalms 143
1 A Psalm of David. Hear my prayer, O LORD; give ear to my supplications: in thy faithfulness answer me, [and] in thy righteousness.
Zaburi mar Daudi. Winj lamona, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, chik iti ne ywakna mar kech; bi mondo ikonya nikech in ja-adiera kendo itimo maber.
2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant; for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.
Kik imi jatichni yud kum nimar onge kata ngʼato achiel matimo maber e nyimi.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground: he hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
Jasigu lawa matek, oserodha piny nyaka e lowo; ochuna ni nyaka adag kama otimo mudho mana ka joma notho chon gi lala.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
Omiyo chunya chandore e iya, ee, chunya obwok.
5 I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings: I muse on the work of thy hands.
Aparo higni machon mosekalo; aketo pacha mos kuom tijeni duto, kendo ageno gik ma lweti osetimo.
6 I spread forth my hands unto thee: my soul [thirsteth] after thee, as a weary land. (Selah)
Ayaroni lwetena; chunya gombi mana kaka lowo motwo gombo koth. (Sela)
7 Make haste to answer me, O LORD; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me; lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
Dwoka piyo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nimar chunya ool. Kik ipandna wangʼi nono to dipoka achalo gi joma ridore e bur matut.
8 Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.
Mi mondo okinyi oromna gi herani ma ok rem, nimar aketo genona kuomi. Nyisa yo monego alu nimar aketo chunya duto kuomi.
9 Deliver me, O LORD, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
Resa e lwet wasika, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nimar in e jaritna.
10 Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: thy spirit is good; lead me in the land of uprightness.
Puonja timo dwaroni, nimar in e Nyasacha; mi mondo Roho mari maber, otelna e yo mopie.
11 Quicken me, O LORD, for thy name’s sake: in thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kony ngimana nikech nyingi iwuon; gola oko e chandruok nikech timni maber.
12 And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that afflict my soul; for I am thy servant.
Mi wasika olingʼ thi, nikech herani ma ok rem; tiek joma kedo koda duto nimar an jatichni.
