Psalms 4
1 For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Psalm of David. Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness! You have relieved my distress; show me grace and hear my prayer.
Ya mukulu wa Bayimbi. Eyimbibwa n’ebivuga eby’enkoba. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Bwe nkukoowoola onnyanukule, Ayi Katonda wange omutuukirivu. Bwe mba mu nnaku, onnyambe. Onkwatirwe ekisa owulire okusaba kwange.
2 How long, O men, will my honor be maligned? How long will you love vanity and seek after lies?
Mmwe abaana b’abantu, mulituusa wa okuswazanga ekitiibwa kyange? Mulituusa ddi okugoberera okwagala ebitaliimu, n’okunoonya eby’obulimba?
3 Know that the LORD has set apart the godly for Himself; the LORD hears when I call to Him.
Naye mutegeere nga Mukama yeerondeddemu abo abamugondera. Bwe nnaamukoowoolanga anampuliranga era anannyanukulanga.
4 Be angry, yet do not sin; on your bed, search your heart and be still.
Ne bwe munyiiga ennyo, temusaana kwonoona; musiriikirire, mwekebere era mufumiitirize mu mitima gyammwe nga mugalamidde ku bitanda byammwe.
5 Offer the sacrifices of the righteous and trust in the LORD.
Muweeyo ebiweebwayo ebisaanidde; era mwesigenga Mukama.
6 Many ask, “Who can show us the good?” Shine the light of Your face upon us, O LORD.
Waliwo bangi abasaba nti, “Oyongere okutulaga ebirungi, Ayi Mukama, otumulisize omusana gw’amaaso go.”
7 You have filled my heart with more joy than when grain and new wine abound.
Ondeetedde essanyu lingi mu mutima gwange erisinga ne lye bafuna mu makungula nga batunuulira ku bibala byabwe ebingi.
8 I will lie down and sleep in peace, for You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
Nnaagalamira ne nneebaka mirembe; kubanga ggwe wekka, Ayi Mukama, ggwe ondabirira akabi ne katantuukako.
