Psalms 4
1 To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David. When I cry, answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place, thou hast made room for me, Show me favour, and hear my prayer.
Kuom jatend wer. Miwero gi gig wer man-gi tondegi. Zaburi mar Daudi. Ka aluongi to yie idwoka, yaye Nyasacha makare. Konya e lit momako chunya; yie ikecha kendo iwinj lamona.
2 Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? (Selah)
Yaye, ubiro chayo duongʼ ka ukuodo wiya nyaka karangʼo? Ubiro hero gik manono kendo luwo nyiseche manono nyaka karangʼo? (Sela)
3 Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him.
Ngʼeuru ni Jehova Nyasaye oseyiera mondo abed mare owuon; kendo Jehova Nyasaye winja, ka aluonge.
4 Be deeply moved, but do not sin, —Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. (Selah)
Ka iu owangʼ to kik utim richo; seche ma uyweyo mos e kitandau, to nonuru chunyu ka ulingʼ mos, keturu chunyu mos ka unindo e kitandau. (Sela)
5 Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; and put your trust in Yahweh.
Chiwuru misengini mowinjore kendo genuru kuom Jehova Nyasaye.
6 Multitudes, are saying, Who will show us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh.
Ji mangʼeny penjo niya, “En ngʼa manyalo timonwa gimoro maber?” Mad ler moa e lela wangʼi rieny kuomwa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye.
7 Thou hast put gladness in my heart, —beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased.
Isepongʼo chunya gi mor maduongʼ moloyo mor ma gin-go e kinde ma gin-gi cham kod divai mangʼeny.
8 In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.
Abiro riera piny mi anind gi kwe, nikech in kendi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in ema imiyo adak gi kwe.
