Psalms 32
1 Lernyng to Dauid. Blessid ben thei, whose wickidnessis ben foryouun; and whose synnes ben hilid.
Zaburi mar Daudi. Wer mower gi maskil. Ogwedh ngʼat ma kethone owene, kendo ma richone oseruchi.
2 Blessid is the man, to whom the Lord arrettide not synne; nethir gile is in his spirit.
Ogwedh ngʼatno ma Jehova Nyasaye ok kwan-ne richone, kendo ma wuondruok onge e chunye.
3 For Y was stille, my boonys wexiden elde; while Y criede al dai.
Kane alingʼ to chokena ne ochiyore, kane achur odiechiengʼ duto ma ok aywe.
4 For bi dai and nyyt thin `hond was maad greuouse on me; Y am turned in my wretchednesse, while the thorn is set in.
Nikech odiechiengʼ gotieno lweti ne pek kuoma; tekrena ne oduono mana kaka timore e liet mar ndalo oro. (Sela)
5 I made my synne knowun to thee; and Y hidde not my vnriytfulnesse. I seide, Y schal knouleche ayens me myn vnriytfulnesse to the Lord; and thou hast foryoue the wickidnesse of my synne.
Eka ne ahulo richona kendo ne ok apando timbena mag ketho. Ne awacho niya, “Abiro hulo ketho chik maga ne Jehova Nyasaye.” Omiyo ne iweyona ketho mane richona okelo. (Sela)
6 For this thing ech hooli man schal preye to thee; in couenable tyme. Netheles in the greet flood of many watris; tho schulen not neiye to thee.
Kuom mano, owinjore ji duto moluoro Nyasaye olami kapod inyalo yudi; adier ka pige madongo otugore, to ok gibi chopo ire,
7 Thou art my refuyt fro tribulacioun, that cumpasside me; thou, my fulli ioiyng, delyuere me fro hem that cumpassen me.
In e kar pondona; ibiro rita e chandruok, kendo ibiro lwora gi wende mag loch. (Sela)
8 Y schal yyue vnderstondyng to thee, and Y schal teche thee; in this weie in which thou schalt go, Y schal make stidefast myn iyen on thee.
Abiro chiki kendo abiro puonji e yo monego ilu; adier abiro ngʼadoni rieko kendo abiro rangi maber.
9 Nile ye be maad as an hors and mule; to whiche is noon vndurstondyng. Lord, constreyne thou the chekis of hem with a bernacle and bridil; that neiyen not to thee.
Kik ichal gi farese kata gi punda, maonge gi rieko, manyaka chiki mana ka otwe dhoge kendo iywayo gi kamba, nono to ok gibi buti.
10 Many betyngis ben of the synnere; but merci schal cumpasse hym that hopith in the Lord.
Lit mochomo joma timbegi richo ngʼeny, to (hera) ma ok rum mar Jehova Nyasaye, olworo ngʼat mogeno kuome.
11 Ye iust men, be glad, and make fulli ioie in the Lord; and alle ye riytful of herte, haue glorie.
Beduru moil kuom Jehova Nyasaye, kendo beduru mamor, un joma kare; weruru, un duto ma urieru tir gie chunyu!
