Psalms 54

1 For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. When the Ziphites went to Saul and said, “Is David not hiding among us?” Save me, O God, by Your name, and vindicate me by Your might!

Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Eyimbibwa n’ebivuga eby’enkoba. Zabbuli ya Dawudi, Abazifu bwe bajja ne babuulira Sawulo nti, “Dawudi yeekwese mu ffe.” Olw’erinnya lyo ondokole, Ayi Katonda, n’amaanyi go amangi onzigyeko omusango.

2 Hear my prayer, O God; listen to the words of my mouth.

Wulira okusaba kwange, Ayi Katonda, owulirize ebigambo by’omu kamwa kange.

3 For strangers rise up against me, and ruthless men seek my life— men with no regard for God.

Abantu be simanyi bannumba; abantu abalina ettima abatatya Katonda; bannoonya okunzita.

4 Surely God is my helper; the Lord is the sustainer of my soul.

Laba, Katonda ye mubeezi wange, Mukama ye mukuumi wange.

5 He will reward my enemies with evil. In Your faithfulness, destroy them.

Leka ebintu ebibi byonna bye bantegekera, bibeekyusize, obazikirize olw’obwesigwa bwo.

6 Freely I will sacrifice to You; I will praise Your name, O LORD, for it is good.

Nnaakuleeteranga ssaddaaka ey’ekyeyagalire; ne ntendereza erinnya lyo, Ayi Mukama, kubanga ddungi.

7 For He has delivered me from every trouble, and my eyes have stared down my foes.

Kubanga Katonda amponyezza ebizibu byange byonna; era amaaso gange galabye ng’awangula abalabe bange.