Proverbs 23
1 When thou sittest to eat with a ruler, Thou considerest diligently that which [is] before thee,
Ka ibedo mondo ichiem gi ruoth, non maber gima ni e nyimi,
2 And thou hast put a knife to thy throat, If thou [art] a man of appetite.
ka in jawuoro to dimbri nono to onyalo keto pala e dwondi.
3 Have no desire to his dainties, seeing it [is] lying food.
Kik igomb chiembe mamit, nimar chiemono en mar wuondruok.
4 Labour not to make wealth, From thine own understanding cease, Dost thou cause thine eyes to fly upon it? Then it is not.
Kik iwe tich bari ndasi ni mondo ibed ja-mwandu, bed gi rieko mondo iritri.
5 For wealth maketh to itself wings, As an eagle it flieth to the heavens.
Ngʼi mwandu mana matin nono, to bangʼe gidhi, nimar adiera gibiro bedo gi bwombe, kendo gifu gidhi e kor polo ka ongo.
6 Eat not the bread of an evil eye, And have no desire to his dainties,
Kik icham chiemb jagwondo, kik igomb chiembe mamit,
7 For as he hath thought in his soul, so [is] he, 'Eat and drink,' saith he to thee, And his heart [is] not with thee.
nimar en ngʼat mosiko paro nengo mochul. Owachoni niya, “Chiem kendo methi,” to chunye ok ni kodi.
8 Thy morsel thou hast eaten thou dost vomit up, And hast marred thy words that [are] sweet.
Ibiro ngʼogo mano matin mane ichamo kendo ibiro bedo ni iketho kindeni kuom pwoch mipuoyego.
9 In the ears of a fool speak not, For he treadeth on the wisdom of thy words.
Kik iwuo ne ngʼat mofuwo, nikech obiro chayo rieko mag wechegi.
10 Remove not a border of olden times, And into fields of the fatherless enter not,
Kik igol kidi mar kiewo machon, kata ima nyithindo maonge wuone puothegi;
11 For their Redeemer [is] strong, He doth plead their cause with thee.
nimar Jal moritogi en ratego; obiro chwakogi e kindi kodgi.
12 Bring in to instruction thy heart, And thine ear to sayings of knowledge.
Ket chunyi ne puonj to iti ne weche mag ngʼeyo.
13 Withhold not from a youth chastisement, When thou smitest him with a rod he dieth not.
Kik itamri kumo nyathi; nimar chwat ok nyal nege.
Kikumo nyathi kod kede to obiro reso chunye aa e tho. (Sheol h7585)
15 My son, if thy heart hath been wise, My heart rejoiceth, even mine,
Wuoda, ka chunyi riek, eka chunya biro bedo mamor,
16 And my reins exult when thy lips speak uprightly.
chunya ma iye nobed mamor ka lewi wacho gima nikare.
17 Let not thy heart be envious at sinners, But — in the fear of Jehovah all the day.
Kik ibed gi nyiego e chunyi nikech joricho; to kinde duto bedi gi dwaro mar luoro Jehova Nyasaye moloyo.
18 For, is there a posterity? Then thy hope is not cut off.
Adier, ka itimo kamano to inibed gi geno e ndalo mabiro, kendo genoni ok nongʼad oko.
19 Hear thou, my son, and be wise, And make happy in the way thy heart,
Wuoda, winja, eka inibed mariek, kendo ket chunyi e yo moriere tir.
20 Be not thou among quaffers of wine, Among gluttonous ones of flesh,
Kik iriwri gi jogo ma madho kongʼo mangʼeny kata jowuoro mohero ringʼo,
21 For the quaffer and glutton become poor, And drowsiness clotheth with rags.
nimar jomer kod jowuoro bedo jochan, kendo nongʼno rwakogi gi lewni moti.
22 Hearken to thy father, who begat thee, And despise not thy mother when she hath become old.
Winj wuonu, nikech en ema nonywoli, kendo kik icha minu ka oti.
23 Truth buy, and sell not, Wisdom, and instruction, and understanding,
Adiera gi rieko gi puonjruok kod ngʼeyo tiend wach ema nyaka iyudi, kata dabed ni ingʼiewogi gi nengo matek.
24 The father of the righteous rejoiceth greatly, The begetter of the wise rejoiceth in him.
Wuon ngʼat makare nigi mor maduongʼ; ngʼatno man-gi wuowi mariek obedo mamor kode.
25 Rejoice doth thy father and thy mother, Yea, she that bare thee is joyful.
Mad wuonu gi minu bed mamor; mad minu mane onywoli bed gi ilo.
26 Give, my son, thy heart to me, And let thine eyes watch my ways.
Wuoda, miya chunyi, kendo ket wengegi orit yorena,
27 For a harlot [is] a deep ditch, And a strange woman [is] a strait pit.
nimar dhako ma jachode en bur matut, to dhako mabayo en soko madiny.
28 She also, as catching prey, lieth in wait, And the treacherous among men she increaseth.
Ka jamecho obuto korito, to omedo keto ji ma ok jo-adiera mangʼeny e kind ji.
29 Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? Who hath contentions? who hath plaint? Who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?
En ngʼa man-gi masira? En ngʼa man-gi lit? En ngʼa man-gi lweny? En ngʼa man-gi ngʼur? En ngʼa man-gi adhonde ma ok owinjore? En ngʼa man-gi wangʼ makwar motimo remo?
30 Those tarrying by the wine, Those going in to search out mixed wine.
Jogo madeko oko ka kongʼo, madhi mondo gibil kongʼo mokik mayoreyore.
31 See not wine when it showeth itself red, When it giveth in the cup its colour, It goeth up and down through the upright.
Kik ingʼi kongʼo kochiek mowalo, ka obabni e kikombe, ka omadhore mos kolor piny!
32 Its latter end — as a serpent it biteth, And as a basilisk it stingeth.
Bangʼe to okecho ka thuol kendo oketo kwiri kaka fu.
33 Thine eyes see strange women, And thy heart speaketh perverse things.
Wengeni biro neno gik mayoreyore to pachi paro gik morundore.
34 And thou hast been as one lying down in the heart of the sea, And as one lying down on the top of a mast.
Ibiro chalo ngʼat ma nindo e nam mar apaka matek, ka inindo ewi apaka.
35 'They smote me, I have not been sick, They beat me, I have not known. When I awake — I seek it yet again!'
Ibiro wacho niya, “Gigoya, to ok ahinyra! Gigoya, to ok awinji! Karangʼo ma abiro chiewoe mondo adog ameth kendo?”
