Psalms 75
1 For the choirmaster: To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Psalm of Asaph. A song. We give thanks to You, O God; we give thanks, for Your Name is near. The people declare Your wondrous works.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Tozikiriza.” Zabbuli ya Asafu. Oluyimba. Tukwebaza, Ayi Katonda. Tukwebaza, kubanga Erinnya lyo liri kumpi. Abantu boogera ku bikolwa byo eby’ekyewuunyo.
2 “When I choose a time, I will judge fairly.
Mukama Katonda oyogera nti, “Neerondera ekiseera kye neetegekera era nsala omusango gwa bwenkanya.
3 When the earth and all its dwellers quake, it is I who bear up its pillars.
Kyokka newaakubadde ng’ensi eyuuguuma abantu ne beeraliikirira, naye nze nywezezza empagi zaayo.”
4 I say to the proud, ‘Do not boast,’ and to the wicked, ‘Do not lift up your horn.
Nalabula ab’amalala bagaleke, n’ababi bakomye okuyimusa ejjembe lyabwe ng’ery’embogo.
5 Do not lift up your horn against heaven or speak with an outstretched neck.’”
Mukomye okuyimusa ejjembe lyammwe eri eggulu n’okwogera nga muduula.
6 For exaltation comes neither from east nor west, nor out of the desert,
Kubanga okugulumizibwa tekuva mu ddungu era n’obuyinza tebuva buvanjuba wadde obugwanjuba bw’ensi,
7 but it is God who judges; He brings down one and exalts another.
wabula biva eri Katonda; era ye y’agulumiza omu ate n’atoowaza omulala.
8 For a cup is in the hand of the LORD, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours from His cup, and all the wicked of the earth drink it down to the dregs.
Mukama akutte mu mukono gwe ekikompe eky’obusungu bwe ekijjudde omwenge ogutabuddwamu ebirungo era kijjudde ejjovu; akifuka, aboonoonyi bonna ku nsi ne bakinywa ne bakimaliramu ddala.
9 But I will proclaim Him forever; I will sing praise to the God of Jacob.
Naye nze nnaatendanga obulungi bwa Mukama; nnaatenderezanga Katonda wa Yakobo ennaku zonna.
10 “All the horns of the wicked I will cut off, but the horns of the righteous will be exalted.”
Mukama ayogera nti, Ababi ndibamalamu amaanyi, naye abatuukirivu nnaabongeranga amaanyi.
