Psalms 58
1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not Destroy." A precious Psalm, of David. Are ye, indeed, silent [when] righteousness, ye should speak? When, with equity, ye should judge, O ye sons of men?
Kuom jatend wer. E dwol mar “Kik iketh gik moko.” Miktam mar Daudi. Un jotelo, bende uwuoyo gi adiera? Bende ungʼado bura moriere tir e dier ji?
2 Aye! ye all do work, perversity, —Throughout the land, your hands, weigh out, violence!
Ooyo, uchano mayo ji ratiro magi e chunyu, kendo lwetu chano kelo dhawo e piny.
3 Lawless men have been estranged from birth, They have gone astray from their nativity, speaking falsehood;
Joma timbegi richo chako lal ae nywolgi; gin jo-jendeke kendo gin jo-miriambo aa nywolgi.
4 Their poison, is like unto the poison of a serpent, Like the deaf adder, that stoppeth his ear;
Kwiri margi chalo gi kwich thuol, chalo gi kwich thuond rachier ma tege oyienyo,
5 That will not hearken to the voice of whisperers, Though the wise one try to bind him with spells.
ma kata ja-bochne wuone to ok owinji, kata bed ni ja-bochneno olony machal nadi.
6 O God! break away their teeth in their mouth, The biters of the young lions, knock thou out, O Yahweh!
Muk lekegi ei dhogi, yaye Nyasaye, yiech kwiri mag sibuoche oko, yaye Jehova Nyasaye!
7 Let such men flow away like waters that disperse themselves: He prepareth his arrow, Like [grass] let them be cut down:
Mi gilal nono ka pi mamol; ka giywayo atungegi to mi asernigi obed madik.
8 Like a snail, which melteth away as it goeth, An untimely birth of a woman, which hath not seen the sun:
Mana kaka ndach kamnie maleny nono, kendo mana kaka nyathi monywol kosetho, mad kik gine wangʼ chiengʼ.
9 Before your kettles can perceive the [kindled] bramble, Be he green or be he withered, he shall be swept away.
Kapok agulni magi ochako winjo liet mach, bed ni en mach mabebni kata maliel mos, to joma timbegi richo ibiro ywe oko.
10 The righteous man will rejoice when he hath seen an avenging, His feet, will he bathe in the blood of the lawless one: —
Joma kare biro bedo mamor kichulonigi kuor, ka giniluok tiendegi e remb joma timbegi richo.
11 So that a son of earth may say—Surely there is fruit for the righteous man! Surely there are gods who judge in the earth!
Eka ji nowach niya, “Kara en adier ni joma kare pod yudo pok; kara nitie Nyasaye mangʼado bura ne piny.”
