Psalms 30
1 I will extol thee, O Jehovah, for thou have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Zabbuli n’Oluyimba. Okuwaayo Yeekaalu. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnaakugulumizanga, Ayi Mukama, kubanga wannyimusa; n’otoganya balabe bange kunneeyagalirako.
2 O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.
Ayi Mukama, nakukaabirira onnyambe, n’omponya.
3 O Jehovah, thou have brought up my soul from Sheol. Thou have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Ayi Mukama, omwoyo gwange waguggya emagombe, n’omponya ekinnya. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.
Muyimbire Mukama nga mumutendereza, mmwe abatukuvu be; mutendereze erinnya lye ettukuvu.
5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy is in the morning.
Kubanga obusungu bwe bwa kiseera buseera, naye obulungi bwe bwa mirembe gyonna. Amaziga gayinza okubaawo ekiro kyokka essanyu ne lijja nga bukedde.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
Bwe namala okunywera ne njogera nti, “Sigenda kusiguukululwa.”
7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; I was troubled.
Ayi Mukama, bwe wanjagala, wanyweza olusozi lwange; naye bwe wankweka amaaso go ne neeraliikirira.
8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah, and to Jehovah I made supplication.
Ggwe gwe nakoowoola, Ayi Mukama; ne nkukaabirira Mukama, onsaasire.
9 What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?
“Kingasa ki bwe nzika mu kinnya ne nzikirira? Enfuufu eneekutenderezanga n’etegeeza abantu obwesigwa bwo?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me. Jehovah, be thou my helper.
Mpuliriza, Ayi Mukama, onsaasire; Ayi Mukama, onnyambe.”
11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,
Ofudde okwaziirana kwange amazina; onnyambuddemu ebibukutu, n’onnyambaza essanyu.
12 to the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.
Omutima gwange gulemenga kusirika busirisi, wabula gukuyimbirenga ennyimba ez’okukutenderezanga. Ayi Mukama, Katonda wange, nnaakwebazanga emirembe gyonna.
