< Psalms 131 >

1 The song of greces, `to Dauith himself. Lord, myn herte is not enhaunsid; nether myn iyen ben reisid. Nether Y yede in the grete thingis; nether in merueilis aboue me.
Wer ma ji wero kadhi e hekalu. Mar Daudi. Ngʼayi onge e chunya, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, wangʼa bende ok tek; chunya ok chandre gi gik madongo, kata gi weche matek modhiera ngʼeyo.
2 If Y feelide not mekely; but enhaunside my soule. As a childe wenyde on his modir; so yelding be in my soule.
To abet mos kendo chunya okwe; mana ka nyathi ma pod dhoth molingʼ mos e bad min, ee, kaka nyathi ma kamano lingʼ mos, e kaka chunya bende olingʼ mos e iya.
3 Israel hope in the Lord; fro this tyme now and in to the world.
Yaye Israel, keturu genou kuom Jehova Nyasaye chakre tinende kendo nyaka chiengʼ.

< Psalms 131 >