Psalms 149

1 Alleluya. Synge ye to the Lord a newe song; hise heriyng be in the chirche of seyntis.

Pakuru Jehova Nyasaye! Werneuru Jehova Nyasaye wer manyien, kendo dendeuru e chokruok mar jomaler.

2 Israel be glad in hym that made hym; and the douytris of Syon make ful out ioye in her king.

Jo-Israel mondo obed mamor gi jachwechgi; ee, jo-Sayun mondo obed mamor gi Ruodhgi.

3 Herie thei his name in a queer; seie thei salm to hym in a tympan, and sautre.

Onego gi pak nyinge gi miel kendo giwerne mamit ka gigoyo oyieke gi nyatiti.

4 For the Lord is wel plesid in his puple; and he hath reisid mylde men in to heelthe.

Nimar chuny Jehova Nyasaye mor gi joge kendo osidho joma obolore gi warruok.

5 Seyntis schulen make ful out ioye in glorie; thei schulen be glad in her beddis.

Jomaler mondo oil kamiye duongʼ kendo giwer gimor ka gibet e kitandagi.

6 The ful out ioiyngis of God in the throte of hem; and swerdis scharp on `ech side in the hondis of hem.

Onego pak mar Nyasaye obed e dhogi kendo gitingʼ ligangla ma dhoge ariyo e lwetgi,

7 To do veniaunce in naciouns; blamyngis in puplis.

mondo gichulgo kuor ni ogendini kendo gikum ogendini mamoko,

8 To bynde the kyngis of hem in stockis; and the noble men of hem in yrun manaclis.

kendo gitwe ruodhigi gi nyoroche, kod jotendgi gi opingo mag chuma,

9 That thei make in hem doom writun; this is glorye to alle hise seyntis.

ka gichopo kum mane ondik kuomgi chon. Ma e duongʼ mar joge maler duto. Pakuru Jehova Nyasaye!