Psalms 144
1 `A salm. Blessid be my Lord God, that techith myn hondis to werre; and my fyngris to batel.
Mar Daudi. Pak obed ni Jehova Nyasaye ma en Lwandana, pakeuru en motego lwetena ne lweny, kendo en momiyo lith lwetena bedo mongʼith e kedo.
2 Mi merci, and my refuyt; my takere vp, and my delyuerer. Mi defender, and Y hopide in him; and thou makist suget my puple vnder me.
En Nyasacha ma jahera kendo en ohingana, bende en kar pondona kendo en jakonyna. En okumbana ma agengʼorago, kendo en ema oloyona joma ni e bwoya.
3 Lord, what is a man, for thou hast maad knowun to him; ether the sone of man, for thou arettist him of sum valu?
Dhano to en angʼo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, momiyo iketo chunyi kuome, koso wuod dhano to en angʼo, momiyo isiko ipare?
4 A man is maad lijk vanyte; hise daies passen as schadow.
Dhano chalo gi muya nono kendo ndalone chalo gi tipo makadho piyo.
5 Lord, bowe doun thin heuenes, and come thou doun; touche thou hillis, and thei schulen make smoke.
Wuogi e polo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, wuogi mondo ilor piny; lor piny imul gode, mondo gidhuol iro.
6 Leite thou schynyng, and thou schalt scatere hem; sende thou out thin arowis, and thou schalt disturble hem.
Or mil polo, mondo ike wasigu; dir aserni magi, mondo itiekgi.
7 Sende out thin hond fro an hiy, rauysche thou me out, and delyuere thou me fro many watris; and fro the hond of alien sones.
Rie lweti koa e polo nyaka piny, mondo ikonya, kendo igola, e pige ma tekregi ngʼeny, kendo e lwet jopinje mamoko,
8 The mouth of which spak vanite; and the riythond of hem is the riyt hond of wickidnesse.
ma dhogi opongʼ gi miriambo kendo ma lwetgi ma korachwich opongʼ gi wuondruok.
9 God, Y schal synge to thee a new song; I schal seie salm to thee in a sautre of ten stringis.
Abiro weroni wer manyien, yaye Nyasaye; abiro weroni wer mamit ka agoyoni thum man-gi tonde apar,
10 Which yyuest heelthe to kingis; which ayen bouytist Dauid, thi seruaunt, fro the wickid swerd rauische thou out me.
abiro werne Jal mamiyo ruodhi locho, kendo makonyo Daudi jatichne e dho ligangla mager.
11 And delyuere thou me fro `the hond of alien sones; the mouth of whiche spak vanyte, and the riythond of hem is the riyt hond of wickidnesse.
Konya kendo gola e lwet jopinje mamoko, ma dhogi opongʼ gi miriambo kendo ma lwetgi ma korachwich opongʼ gi wuondruok.
12 Whose sones ben; as new plauntingis in her yongthe. The douytris of hem ben arayed; ourned about as the licnesse of the temple.
Eka yawuotwa biro chalo gi yiende mayudo pi maber, kendo nyiwa biro chalo gi sirni modol maber mondo olich dala ruoth.
13 The selers of hem ben fulle; bringinge out fro this vessel in to that. The scheep of hem ben with lambre, plenteuouse in her goingis out;
Dechewa biro pongʼ gi kit mwandu duto. Rombewa biro medore gana gi gana, ee, gibiro bedo gana mathoth e lek magwa,
14 her kien ben fatte. `No falling of wal is, nether passing ouere; nether cry is in the stretis of hem.
kendo rwedhi magwa biro ywayo misike mapek. Jokwoge ok nodonj e kundewa, bende ok noterwa e twech, kendo yoreyore ok nogo e gwengʼwa.
15 Thei seiden, `The puple is blessid, that hath these thingis; blessid is the puple, whos Lord is the God of it.
Ogwedh joma gigi gin adier kuomgi; kendo ogwedh jogo ma Nyasachgi en Jehova Nyasaye.
