< Ecclesiastes 5 >
1 Keep thy foot, when thou goest unto the house of God, and be more ready to hear, than dullards to offer sacrifice, —for they make no acknowledgment of doing wrong.
Ritri ka idhi e od Nyasaye. Dhi machiegni mondo ichik iti moloyo chiwo misengini ma joma ofuwo chiwo, jogo ma ok ongʼeyo ni gitimo marach.
2 Be not rash with thy mouth, and, with thy heart, be not in haste to bring forth a word, before God, —for, God, is in the heavens, and, thou, upon the earth, for this cause, let thy words be few.
Kik dhogi bed mayot kata kik irikni e chunyi kiwacho, wach moro amora e nyim Nyasaye. Nyasaye ni e polo to in to in e piny, omiyo wechegi onego bed manok.
3 For a dream cometh through the multitude of business, —and, the voice of a dullard, is with a multitude of words.
Kaka lek biro ka nitie paro mathoth, e kaka weche mar ngʼama ofuwo bedo nikech weche mangʼeny.
4 When thou vowest a vow unto God, do not defer to pay it, for there is no pleasure in dullards, —what thou vowest, pay!
Ka isingori e nyim Nyasaye, to kik ideki mar timo kamano. Ok omor gi joma ofuwo; omiyo chop singruokni.
5 Better that thou shouldest not vow, —than vow, and not pay.
Ber mondo kik isingri, moloyo singori, bangʼe ok ichopo singoni.
6 Do not let thy mouth cause thy flesh to sin, —neither say thou, before the messenger, that it was, a mistake, —wherefore should God be indignant at thy voice, and destroy the work of thy hands?
Kik iwe wecheni iwuon teri e richo, nono to ibiro ywagori e nyim jadolo mar hekalu niya, “Singruok mane atimo kakwongʼora ne ok en adier. Angʼo ma dimi Nyasaye bed kodi gi mirima kuom gik misewacho mi oketh tich lweti?
7 For [it was done] amidst a multitude of dreams, and vanities, and many words, —but, towards God, be thou reverent.
Lek mathoth kod weche mangʼeny duto onge tiendgi. Kuom mano chungʼ motegno kiluoro Nyasaye.”
8 If, the oppression of the poor, and the wresting of justice and righteousness, thou see in the province, do not be astonished over the matter, —for, one high above the highest, is watching, yea, the Most High, is over them.
Ka ineno ka joma odhier isando e gwengʼ moro, kata ok ngʼad buchgi gadiera kod ratiro, to kik gik ma kamago bwogi; nimar jatelo ka jatelo nigi ngʼama duongʼne kendo kargi ji ariyogi gin gi ngʼama otelonegi.
9 And, the profit of the earth, is, for all, —a king, by the field, is served.
Nyak mar piny itiyogo gi ji duto; ruoth bende yudo ohala e nyak mar puothego.
10 He that loveth silver, shall not be satisfied with silver nor, he that loveth abundance, with revenue, —even this, was vanity.
Ngʼat mohero pesa ok bed gi pesa morome; kendo ngʼat mohero mwandu, mwandu moyudo ok rome. Ma bende onge tiende.
11 When blessings are increased, increased are the eaters thereof, —what profit, then, to the owner of them saving the sight of his eyes?
Kaka mwanduni medore, e kaka joma tiyo kodgi medore. In to ohala miyudo en ngʼeyo mana ni in jamoko?
12 Sweet the sleep of the labourer, whether, little or much, he eat, —but, the surfeit of the rich man, will not suffer him to sleep.
Jachan nindo mamuol, kata ka ochiemo matin kata ka ochiemo mathoth, to jo-mwandu parore ma ok nyal nindo.
13 Here was an incurable evil, I had seen under the sun, riches kept by the owner thereof, to his hurt;
Gima lit maseneno katimore e piny en ni mwandu mopandi inyo mana wuon,
14 and those riches perish, by being ill employed, —and though he begetteth a son, yet is there in his hand nothing at all.
kata mwandu molal nikech chandruok moro, maonge gima ginyalo weyo ni nyithindgi ndalo mabiro.
15 As he came from his mother’s womb, naked, he again departeth, as he came, —and, nothing, can he take of his toil, which he can carry in his hand.
Mana kaka dhano wuok ei min-gi ka en duk, e kaka obiro dok. Onge gino moago kuom tichne matek monyalo tingʼo e lwete.
16 Even this, moreover, is an incurable evil, altogether as he came, so, shall he depart, —what profit then shall he have who toileth for the wind?
Gima lit ahinya machielo en: Kaka dhano nobiro e pinyni, e kaka obiro wuok e pinyni, koro ere ohala moyudo, kuom tichne matek konyagore mana ne yamo?
17 Even all his days, [are spent] in darkness and mourning, —and he is very morose, and is sad and angry.
Ndalone duto ochiemo e mudho, ka en gi chandruok malich, rem kod mirima.
18 Lo! what, I myself, have seen—Better that it should be excellent to eat and to drink and to see blessedness, in all one’s toil wherein one toileth under the sun, for the number of the days of his life, in that God hath given it him, for, that, is his portion:
Eka ne afwenyo ni ber kendo longʼo mondo dhano ochiem kendo omethi, kendo mondo oyud mor e tichne matek motimo e bwo wangʼ chiengʼ e kinde matin mar ngimane ma Nyasaye osemiye, nimar mano e pokne kende.
19 yet, as regardeth every man, to whom God hath given wealth and goods, and granted him power to eat thereof, and to take his portion, and to find gladness in his toil, this, is, the gift of God.
Kata kamano, ka Nyasaye omiyo ngʼato mwandu gi ngima maber, kendo oyiene mondo ocham gigo to onego obed mamor kochamogi, nimar mano en mich ma Nyasaye ema chiwo.
20 Though it be not much, let him remember the days of his life, —for, God, beareth witness, by the gladness of his heart.
Ok onyal bedo gi thuolo mar nono kit ngimane e ndalo mosekadho, nikech Nyasaye okete modich gi mor mathoth e chunye.