Habakkuk 1
1 The message that Habakkuk the prophet received,
Ote mane omi janabi Habakuk.
2 “Yahweh, how long will I cry for help, and you will not hear? I cry out to you, 'Violence!' but you will not save.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, abiro luongi nyaka karangʼo mondo ikonya to ok iwinji? Koso nyaka karangʼo maywakni kawacho, “Timbe maricho omedore!” To kata kamano ok ires ji?
3 Why do you make me see iniquity and look upon wrongdoing? Destruction and violence are before me; there is strife, and contention rises up.
En angʼo momiyo iweya mondo ane timbe maricho? Koso en angʼo momiyo idhil gi timbe maricho? Kethruok kod timbe maricho ochoma pile; lwenje mangʼeny nitie kendo sigu medore.
4 Therefore the law is weakened, and justice does not last for any time. For the wicked surround the righteous; therefore false justice goes out.”
Kuom mano chik ok nyal tiyo, kendo adiera ok nenre. Joma richo olworo joma kare, kuom mano adiera ok nyal betie.
5 “Look at the nations and examine them; be amazed and astonished! For I am surely about to do something in your days that you will not believe when it is reported to you.
“Rang kendo inon ogendini mag piny mondo ibed gi bwok maduongʼ. Nimar abiro timo gimoro e ndalou ma ok ubi yiego, kata ka owachni.
6 For look! I am about to raise up the Chaldeans—that fierce and impetuous nation— they are marching throughout the breadth of the land to seize homes that were not their own.
Atingʼo jo-Babulon malo, en oganda maonge gi ngʼwono kendo mager, gin oganda mayweyo piny duto kendo gikawo kuonde dak ma ok mekgi.
7 They are terrifying and fearsome; their judgment and splendor proceed from themselves.
Gin joma ji oluoro kendo magoyo ji gi kihondko, giloso chikegi giwegi, kendo gichuno luor mag-gi giwegi.
8 Their horses also are swifter than leopards, quicker than the evening wolves. So their horses stamp, and their horsemen come from a great distance—they fly like an eagle hurrying to eat.
Faresegi ringo mapiyo moloyo kwach, kendo giger moloyo guo sudhe e sa ma piny imoree. Faresegi mag lweny lengʼore ka gitingʼo wiyegi malo; joidh faresegi aa kuma bor. Gihuyo ka achuth madwaro kawo chiemo,
9 They all come for violence; their multitudes go like the desert wind, and they gather captives like sand.
giduto gibiro monjou ne lweny. Jolwenjgi dhi nyime mana ka yamb piny motwo kendo gichoko joma otwe ka kwoyo.
10 So they mock kings, and rulers are only a mockery for them. They laugh at every stronghold, for they heap up earth and take them.
Ginyiero ruodhi kendo gijaro jotelo. Ginyiero mier mochiel gi ohinga motegno; gigero pidhe mag lowo ma giidhogo ohinga kendo gimako mier mochiel motegno.
11 Then the wind will rush on; it will move past—guilty men, those whose might is their god.”
Gikadho ka yamo, ka gidhi kamoro machielo. To kata kamano gin joketho, nikech gikwano tekregi giwegi ka nyasachgi.”
12 “Are you not from ancient times, Yahweh my God, my Holy One? We will not die. Yahweh has ordained them for judgment, and you, Rock, have established them for correction.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, donge in ema nyaka nene? Yaye, Nyasacha, Nyasaye Maler, ok wanatho. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, iseyierogi mondo gibednwa jongʼad bura. Yaye Nyasaye ma Lwanda, isewalogi mondo gikel kum.
13 Your eyes are too pure to gaze upon evil, and you are not able to look on wrongdoing with favor; why then have you looked favorably on those who betray? Why are you silent while the wicked swallow up those more righteous than they are?
Wengeni ler ma ok nyal ngʼiyo richo, ok inyal bedo mamor gi gima rach. To en angʼo momiyo koro ibedo mamor gi jo-andhoga? Angʼo momiyo ilingʼ alingʼa ka jomaricho, tieko joma kare moloyogi?
14 You make men like fish in the sea, like creeping things without a ruler over them.
Isemiyo dhano obedo machalo gi rech manie nam, mana kaka gik mochwe modak e nam maonge jatendgi.
15 He brings all of them up with a fishhook; he drags men away in his fishnet; he gathers them together in his dragnet; so he rejoices and he is glad.
Jaricho ywayogi ka makogi gi olowu, kendo omakogi gi gogo, kochokogi gi obadho mochiko, kendo obedo mamor kuom lupo.
16 Therefore he sacrifices to his net and burns incense to his dragnet, for by his net he lives in luxury, and his food is the richest kind.
Emomiyo, ochiwo misango kuom gogo mar lupo kendo owangʼo ubani ne obadho mar chiko rech, nikech gogo mare miyo odak e ngima maber kendo ochamo chiemo moyier maber.
17 Will he therefore keep emptying his net, and will he continually slaughter the nations without mercy?”
Bende ber mondo odhi nyime kogolo gik momako e gogo mare, kotieko ogendini ka oonge ngʼwono?
