Proverbs 7
1 My son, keep my words, and lay up my commandments with thee.
Wuoda, rit wechena kendo ipand chikena e chunyi.
2 Keep my commandments, and live; and my law as the apple of thy eye.
Rit chikena to ibiro bedo mangima; rit puonjna mana kaka dirit tong wangʼi.
3 Bind them upon thy fingers, write them upon the table of thy heart.
Twegi e lith lweti kendo ndikgi e chunyi maiye.
4 Say to wisdom, Thou art my sister; and call understanding thy kinswoman:
Wach ne rieko niya, “In e nyaminwa,” to luong ngʼeyo tiend wach ni watni;
5 That they may keep thee from the adulteress, from the stranger which flattereth with her words.
ginimi itangʼ ni dhako ma jachode, inibed mabor gi dhako mabayo kaachiel, kod wechene malombo ji.
6 For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,
Ka nangʼicho oko gie dirisa mar oda,
7 And beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, a young man void of understanding,
ne aneno e dier joma ngʼeyogi tin, ne afwenyo e dier yawuowi matindo, rawera maonge gi rieko.
8 Passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,
Ne owuotho e wangʼ yo makadho but od dhakono, kowuotho kochiko od dhakono,
9 In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night:
ka piny ngʼiringʼiri, ka piny dwaro yuso, e kindeno ma mudho mako piny.
10 And, behold, there met him a woman with the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.
Eka apoya nono dhakono nowuok mondo oromne, korwakore kaka ochot mopongʼ gi paro marach.
11 (She is loud and stubborn; her feet abide not in her house:
En dhako ma wangʼe tek kendo maonge wichkuot, tiendene susni ma ok obed e ot;
12 Now is she outside, now in the streets, and lieth in wait at every corner.)
sani onene e yo, to bangʼ sa matin en kuonde chokruok, kendo e kuonde mopondo duto oyudore.
13 So she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face said to him,
Omiyo nokwake mi onyodhe, gi wangʼ matek, nowachone niya:
14 I have peace offerings with me; this day have I paid my vows.
“An gi misango mar lalruok e oda, kawuononi asechopo singruok maga.
15 Therefore I came forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
Omiyo ne abiro mondo arom kodi, asemanyi to koro aseyudi!
16 I have decked my bed with coverings of tapestry, with carved works, with fine linen of Egypt.
Asepedho kitandana gi suke mokikokiko moa Misri.
17 I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
Asekiro moo e kitandana, gin modhi mangʼeny mangʼwe ngʼar gi mane-mane kod obala ndago.
18 Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us solace ourselves with loves.
Bi, wadhi wayud mor mar hera nyaka piny ru, mondo wabed mamor ka wawinjo maber e hera!
19 For my husband is not at home, he is gone a long journey:
Chwora ok nitiere dala; osedhiyo e wuoth mabor.
20 He hath taken a bag of money with him, and will come home at the day appointed.
Nokawo mifukone mopongʼ gi pesa, kendo ok obi duogo dala nyaka bangʼ ndalo mogwarore.”
21 With her much fair speech she caused him to yield, with the flattering of her lips she seduced him.
Kamano, dhakono nowuonde gi weche mamit; mi nohoye kendo odhi kode.
22 He goeth after her quickly, as an ox goeth to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks;
Gikanyono noluwe kodhi kode mana ka rwadh bwoch mitero kar yengʼo, kata ka mwanda madonjo e obeto
23 Till an arrow striketh through his liver; as a bird hasteth to the snare, and knoweth not that it is for his life.
nyaka asere chwowe mahob chunye, kata ka winyo madhiyo e obadho ma ochikne, ka ok ongʼeyo ni ngimane ni e tho!
24 Now therefore hearken to me, O ye children, and attend to the words of my mouth.
Koro un yawuota winjauru, chikuru itu ne gima awacho.
25 Let not thy heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths.
Kik uyie mondo chunyu odhi e yorene, kata bayo e yorene.
26 For she hath cast down many wounded: yea, many strong men have been slain by her.
Oseketho ngima ji mangʼeny, kendo osemiyo ji mathoth mak kwanre otho.
