< Psalms 30 >

1 A Psalm. — A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.
Zaburi. Wer mar gwedho hekalu. Zaburi mar Daudi. Abiro tingʼi malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nikech ne igola e bur matut, kendo ne ok iyiene wasika mondo obed mamor kuoma.
2 Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Nyasacha, ne aluongi mondo ikonya kendo ne ichanga.
3 Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ne igola oko e liel, ne iresa kane oyudo aridora piny e bur matut mar joma otho. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
Werneuru Jehova Nyasaye, un joge maler; pakuru nyinge maler.
5 For — a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.
Nikech mirimbe bedo mana kuom kinde matin kende, to ngʼwonone osiko nyaka chiengʼ; ywak nyalo bedo gotieno to mor biro mana gokinyi.
6 And I — I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved — to the age.
Kane aparo ni adhi maber, ne awacho niya, “Onge gima biro bwoga.”
7 O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face — I have been troubled.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kane itimona ngʼwono, ne imiyo achungʼ motegno kaka got; to kane ipando wangʼi, to piny nochama.
8 Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
In ema ne aluongi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; Ruoth Nyasaye ema ne aywakne mondo okecha.
9 'What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
“Ere ohala ma thona biro kelo, ere gima dhina e liel biro konyigo? Buru bende nyalo paki adier? Bende dohul adierani kasetho?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
Winja, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kendo kecha; yaye Jehova Nyasaye bed konyruok mara.”
11 Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.
Ne iloko ywakna modoko miel; ne igolo lawa mar kuyo mi irwakona law mor,
12 So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!
mondo chunya owerni kendo kik olingʼ. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Nyasacha, abiro goyoni erokamano nyaka chiengʼ.

< Psalms 30 >