Psalms 36
1 `To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.
Kuom jatend wer. Zaburi mar Daudi jatich Jehova Nyasaye. An-gi wach e chunya mowuok kuom Nyasaye, kuom gima joricho timo: Ok giluoro Nyasaye kata matin.
2 For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.
Nikech chunye wuonde kendo owuondore kende, chunye wuonde ma ok onyal neno richone mosin-go.
3 The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.
Weche mawuok e dhoge richo kendo gin miriambo; oseweyo bedo mariek kod timo maber.
4 He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.
Kata konindo e kitandane, to ochano timo gima rach; oseketo chunye mar luwo yor richo, kendo ok otamre gima rach.
5 Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.
Herani ochopo nyaka e polo malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; adierani chopo nyaka e polo,
6 Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;
Timni makare chalo gi gode madongo, ratiro mari chalo gi kut matut. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in ema irito ngima dhano gi le.
7 as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.
Mano kaka herani ma ok rum nengone tek, yaye Nyasaye! Joma idewo kaachiel gi joma ni piny yudo kar pondo margi e bwo tipo mar bwombeni.
8 Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.
Gichamo chiemo mangʼeny e hekalu mari ka gimor; imiyogi math moa e aorani mar mor.
9 For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.
Nimar in ema in gi soko mar pi mar ngima; kuom lerni ema wanenoe ler.
10 Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.
Med nyiso herani ni joma ongʼeyi, med nyiso timni makare ne joma gie chunygi ni kare.
11 The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.
Mad tiend joma sungore kik nyona, kata lwet joma timbegi richo gola kama antie.
12 There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.
Neye kaka joma timo gik maricho oriere piny kopodho osedirgi piny ma ok ginyal aa malo!
