Isaiah 64
1 O that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
Mad ibar polo mondo ilor piny, mondo gode otetni e nyimi,
2 As when the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thy adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence!
mana kaka mach wangʼo yugi kendo yienyo pi, lor piny mondo wasiki ongʼe ni intie, kendo imi ogendini otetni e nyimi!
3 When thou didst terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
Nimar kane itimo gik madongo mane ok wapar, ne ilor piny ma gode ne oyiengni e nyimi,
4 For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, besides thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.
nyaka aa nene onge ngʼama osewinjo, kendo onge it mosewinjo, bende onge wangʼ moseneno Nyasaye moro amora ma ok in, moserito joge mogeno kuome.
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art angry; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
Ikonyo joma nigi mor mar timo gik makare, ma gin joma paro yoregi. To kane wadhi nyime gi ketho e nyimi, to iyi nowangʼ. To koro ere kaka inyalo reswa?
6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
Waduto wasebedo ka jok mogak, kendo timbewa duto mabeyo chalo mana gi lewni mochido; waduto wasener mana ka it oboke, kendo richowa mamono kwadhowa oko mabor mana ka yamo.
7 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.
Onge ngʼato angʼata maluongo nyingi, kata matemo mondo opadre kuomi, nimar isepandonwa wangʼi kendo ijwangʼowa mabor nikech richo magwa.
8 But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
Kata kamano, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, in e Wuonwa. Wan e lop chwech, to ine jachwechwa; kendo wan duto wan tich lweti.
9 Be not very angry, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kik ibed gi mirima mokadho apima, kik ipar richowa ndalo duto. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, wakwayi, yie irangwa, nimar wan duto wan jogi.
10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Miechi madongo maler olokore thim, kata mana Sayun owuon bende olokore thim, kendo Jerusalem odongʼ gunda.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
Hekalu marwa maler, kendo man-gi duongʼ mane kwerewa opakie, osewangʼ gi mach, kendo mwanduwa duto osekethore.
12 Wilt thou restrain thyself for these things, O LORD? wilt thou hold thy peace, and grievously afflict us?
Bangʼ magi duto, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, bende pod inyalo mana jwangʼowa? Adier dilingʼ thi kikumowa mokadho apima?
