Psalms 45
1 To him that excelleth on Shoshannim a song of love to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. Mine heart will vtter forth a good matter: I wil intreat in my workes of the King: my tongue is as the pen of a swift writer.
Kuom jatend wer. Gi dwol mar “Ondanyo.” Maskil mar yawuot Kora. Wend Arus. Chunya bedo mamor gi wer mamit e kinde mawero Zaburi maga ne Ruoth; kendo lewa chalo kalamb jandiko mongʼith.
2 Thou art fayrer then the children of men: grace is powred in thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for euer.
In ema iber moloyo chwo mamoko kendo dhogi owir gi ngʼwono, nikech Nyasaye osegwedhi nyaka chiengʼ.
3 Gird thy sword vpon thy thigh, O most mightie, to wit, thy worship and thy glory,
Twe liganglani e bathi, yaye ngʼat maratego; rwakri gi ler kod duongʼ.
4 And prosper with thy glory: ride vpon the worde of trueth and of meekenes and of righteousnes: so thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
E duongʼni nyisri ayanga kaka jalocho mochungʼ ni adiera gi muolo kod tim makare; lweti ma korachwich mondo onyis timbeni miwuoro.
5 Thine arrowes are sharpe to pearce the heart of the Kings enemies: therefore the people shall fall vnder thee.
Aserni mabitho mondo ochwo chunje mag wasik ruoth; ogendini mondo opodh piny e bwoyi.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for euer and euer: the scepter of thy kingdome is a scepter of righteousnesse.
Lochni nosik nyaka chiengʼ, yaye Nyasaye; kendo tim makare ema nobed kaka ludh loch e pinyruodhi.
7 Thou louest righteousnes, and hatest wickednesse, because God, euen thy God hath anoynted thee with the oyle of gladnes aboue thy fellowes.
Ihero tim makare to imon gi timbe maricho; emomiyo Nyasaye, ma Nyasachi, osetingʼi malo moyombo jowadu nikech osewiri gi mo mamiyi mor.
8 All thy garments smelll of myrrhe and aloes, and cassia, when thou commest out of the yuorie palaces, where they haue made thee glad.
Lepi maboyo duto dungʼ tik mane-mane gi poda kod kasia; moa e ute ruodhi molichi gi lak liech. Wende mindito gi gig wer miyi mor.
9 Kings daugthers were among thine honorable wiues: vpon thy right hand did stand the Queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
Nyi ruodhi ni e kanyakla mag mondi moluor; mikach ruoth ni e bathi korachwich korwakore gi dhahabu mogol Ofir.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine eare: forget also thine owne people and thy fathers house.
Winji nyara, bed mos, kendo chik iti: Gol pachi kuom jou kaachiel gi jood wuonu monywoli.
11 So shall the King haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lord, and reuerence thou him.
Berni otoyo ruoth; miye duongʼ, nikech en ruodhi.
12 And the daughter of Tyrus with the rich of the people shall doe homage before thy face with presents.
Nyar Turo biro biro gi mich, joma nigi mwandu biro dwaro kony kuomi.
13 The Kings daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of broydred golde.
Duongʼ olworo ruoth madhako koni gi koni e kar dakne; law abola mare oton-oton gi dhahabu.
14 She shalbe brought vnto the King in raiment of needle worke: the virgins that follow after her, and her companions shall be brought vnto thee.
Omake itere ne ruoth gi law mochwe gi usi; nyiri masilili man kode luwo bangʼe kendo ikelonegi.
15 With ioy and gladnes shall they be brought, and shall enter into the Kings palace.
Irwakogi e ot gi ilo kod mor maduongʼ; gidonjo e dala ruoth.
16 In steade of thy fathers shall thy children be: thou shalt make them princes through all the earth.
Yawuoti biro kawo kar wuonegi; ibiro ketogi ruodhi e piny duto koni gi koni.
17 I will make thy Name to be remembred through all generations: therefore shall the people giue thanks vnto thee world without ende.
Abiro miyo ji pari e tienge duto nyaka chiengʼ; kuom mano ogendini biro paki mochwere manyaka chiengʼ.
