Psalms 17
1 A prayer of David. Hear, O LORD, my righteous plea; listen to my cry. Give ear to my prayer— it comes from lips free of deceit.
Okusaba kwa Dawudi. Wulira, Ayi Mukama, okukoowoola kwange nga nneegayirira, wuliriza okukaaba kwange. Tega okutu owulirize okukoowoola kwange, kubanga tekuva ku mimwa gya bulimba.
2 May my vindication come from Your presence; may Your eyes see what is right.
Nzigyako omusango; kubanga olaba ekituufu.
3 You have tried my heart; You have visited me in the night. You have tested me and found no evil; I have resolved not to sin with my mouth.
Weekenneenyezza omutima gwange era n’onkebera n’ekiro. Ne bw’onongezesa toobeeko kibi ky’onsangamu; kubanga mmaliridde obutayogeranga bya bulimba.
4 As for the deeds of men— by the word of Your lips I have avoided the ways of the violent.
Ggwe, gwe nkoowoola, ngoberedde ebigambo by’akamwa ko, ne neewala ebikolwa by’abantu abakambwe.
5 My steps have held to Your paths; my feet have not slipped.
Nnyweredde mu makubo go, era ebigere byange tebiigalekenga.
6 I call on You, O God, for You will answer me. Incline Your ear to me; hear my words.
Nkukoowoola, Ayi Katonda, kubanga mmanyi ng’onnyanukula; ontegere okutu kwo owulire okusaba kwange.
7 Show the wonders of Your loving devotion, You who save by Your right hand those who seek refuge from their foes.
Ndaga okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo, okwewuunyisa, ggwe alokola n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo abo bonna abakweyuna nga badduka abalabe baabwe.
8 Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings
Onkuume ng’emmunye ey’eriiso lyo; onkweke mu kisiikirize ky’ebiwaawaatiro byo.
9 from the wicked who assail me, from my mortal enemies who surround me.
Omponye ababi abannumba, n’abalabe bange abanneetoolodde.
10 They have closed their callous hearts; their mouths speak with arrogance.
Omutima gwabwe mukakanyavu, n’akamwa kaabwe koogera by’amalala.
11 They have tracked us down, and now surround us; their eyes are set to cast us to the ground,
Banzingizza era banneetoolodde; bansimbye amaaso nga beeteeseteese okunsuula wansi.
12 like a lion greedy for prey, like a young lion lurking in ambush.
Bali ng’empologoma enjala gy’eruma eyeeteeseteese okutaagula omuyiggo gwayo era ng’empologoma enkulu eteeze.
13 Arise, O LORD, confront them! Bring them to their knees; deliver me from the wicked by Your sword,
Golokoka n’ekitala kyo, Ayi Mukama, oyolekere abalabe bange obawangule, omponye ababi abo.
14 from such men, O LORD, by Your hand— from men of the world whose portion is in this life. May You fill the bellies of Your treasured ones and satisfy their sons, so they leave their abundance to their children.
Ayi Mukama, mponya abantu, abantu ab’ensi n’omukono gwo, kubanga balowooleza mu bya bulamu buno byokka, n’emigabo gyabwe giri mu nsi. Embuto zaabwe zigezze, obagaggawazizza ne baterekera n’abaana baabwe ne bazzukulu baabwe.
15 As for me, I will behold Your face in righteousness; when I awake, I will be satisfied in Your presence.
Nze ndikulaba n’amaaso mu butuukirivu era ndimatira, bwe ndiraba obwenyi bwo nga nzuukuse.
