Psalms 45
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskil of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Oluyimba “olw’Amalanga.” Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Omutima gwange gujjudde ebigambo ebirungi nga nnyimba oluyimba lwa Kabaka. Olulimi lwange kkalaamu y’omuwandiisi omukugu.
2 You are the most handsome of men; grace has anointed your lips, since God has blessed you forever.
Ggw’osinga abaana b’abantu obulungi; n’akamwa ko nga kafukiddwako amafuta ag’ekisa. Kubanga Katonda akuwadde omukisa emirembe gyonna.
3 Strap your sword at your side, O mighty warrior; appear in your majesty and splendor.
Weesibe ekitala kyo, Ayi ggwe ow’amaanyi, yambala ekitiibwa kyo n’obukulu bwo!
4 In your splendor ride forth in victory on behalf of truth and humility and justice; may your right hand show your awesome deeds.
Weebagale embalaasi yo mu kitiibwa kyo eky’obuwanguzi, ng’olwanirira amazima, obuwombeefu, n’obutuukirivu. Omukono gwo ogwa ddyo gukole ebyewuunyisa.
5 Your arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s foes; the nations fall beneath your feet.
Obusaale bwo obwogi bufumite emitima gy’abalabe ba kabaka; afuge amawanga.
6 Your throne, O God, endures forever and ever, and justice is the scepter of Your kingdom.
Entebe yo ey’obwakabaka, Ayi Katonda, ya lubeerera; n’omuggo ogw’obwenkanya gwe guliba ogw’obwakabaka bwo.
7 You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you above your companions with the oil of joy.
Oyagala obutuukirivu n’okyawa okukola ebibi; noolwekyo Katonda, Katonda wo, kyavudde akugulumiza n’akufukako amafuta ag’essanyu okusinga bakabaka banno bonna.
8 All your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces of ivory the harps make you glad.
Ebyambalo byo birina akawoowo ka mmooli ne alowe, ne kasiya. Ebivuga eby’enkoba bikusanyusiza mu mbiri zo ez’amasanga.
9 The daughters of kings are among your honored women; the queen stands at your right hand, adorned with the gold of Ophir.
Mu bakyala bo mulimu abambejja; namasole ali ku mukono gwo ogwa ddyo ng’ayambadde ebya zaabu ya Ofiri.
10 Listen, O daughter! Consider and incline your ear: Forget your people and your father’s house,
Muwala, wuliriza bye nkugamba: “Weerabire ab’ewammwe n’ab’omu nnyumba ya kitaawo.
11 and the king will desire your beauty; bow to him, for he is your lord.
Kabaka akulowoozaako nnyo, kubanga walungiwa n’oyitirira; nga bw’ali mukama wo, muwenga ekitiibwa.”
12 The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift; men of wealth will seek your favor.
Muwala w’e Ttuulo alijja n’ekirabo, abasajja abagagga balikwegayirira obalage ekisa kyo.
13 All glorious is the princess in her chamber; her gown is embroidered with gold.
Omuwala wa kabaka ajjudde ekitiibwa mu kisenge kye, ng’ayambadde ekyambalo ekyalukibwa ne zaabu.
14 In colorful garments she is led to the king; her virgin companions are brought before you.
Aleetebwa mu maaso ga kabaka ng’ayambadde ebyambalo eby’emidalizo emingi. Emperekeze ze zimuwerekerako; bonna ne bajja gy’oli.
15 They are led in with joy and gladness; they enter the palace of the king.
Baleetebwa nga bajjudde essanyu n’okweyagala, ne bayingira mu lubiri lwa kabaka.
16 Your sons will succeed your fathers; you will make them princes throughout the land.
Batabani bo baliweebwa ebifo bya bajjajjaabwe, olibafuula ng’abalangira mu nsi omwo.
17 I will commemorate your name through all generations; therefore the nations will praise you forever and ever.
Erinnya lyo linajjukirwanga emirembe gyonna. Amawanga kyeganaavanga gakutendereza emirembe n’emirembe.
