Psalms 92
1 A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
Zaburi. Wer. Ne chiengʼ Sabato. Pako Jehova Nyasaye en gima ber kendo wero wende mapako nyingi bende ber, yaye Nyasaye Man Malo Moloyo,
2 To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
hulo herani gokinyi kod adierani gotieno,
3 On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
kiwer gi nyatiti matin ma tondene apar ka wer ridore gi nyatiti maduongʼ ber adier.
4 For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
Nimar timbeni miya mor, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; awer gi mor nikech tije ma lweti otimo.
5 How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
Mano kaka tijeni dongo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, mano kaka pachi tut miwuoro!
6 A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
Ngʼama omingʼ ok nyal ngʼeyo, joma ofuwo ok winj tiend wachno,
7 When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
ni kata obedo ni joma timbegi richo nyalo loth kaka lum kendo joricho nyalo dhi maber, to ibiro tiekgi chuth nyaka chiengʼ.
8 And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
To in, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ibiro siko kimiyi duongʼ nyaka chiengʼ.
9 For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
Nimar ka kuom adier, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ka kuom adier to wasiki duto biro lal nono; joricho duto ibiro ke mel.
10 And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
Isemiyo tungena odoko ma roboche ka tunge jowi; oseol kuoma modhi maliw.
11 And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
Aseneno gi wengena ka iloyo wasika kendo asewinjo gi itena ka joma oramona ma timbegi richo itieko.
12 The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
Joma kare biro loth maber ka yiend othith, gibiro dongo ka yiend sida mar Lebanon;
13 Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
Nikech opidhgi e od Jehova Nyasaye, gibiro loth e agolni mag Nyasachwa.
14 Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
Kata hikgi oniangʼ to pod gininyag mana olemo, kendo ginisik ka ginyien kendo gingʼich,
15 To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
ka gilando niya “Jehova Nyasaye oriere tir; en e Lwandana, kendo onge richo moro amora kuome.”
