Psalms 9
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm of David. I will give thanks to the LORD with all my heart; I will recount all Your wonders.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Eyimbibwa okujjukira Okufa kw’Omwana. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnaakutenderezanga, Ayi Mukama n’omutima gwange gwonna; nnaayolesanga ebikolwa byo eby’ekitalo byonna.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
Nnaasanyukanga era nnaajagulizanga mu ggwe. Nnaayimbanga nga ntendereza erinnya lyo, Ayi Mukama Ali Waggulu Ennyo.
3 When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.
Abalabe bange bazzeeyo emabega, beesittadde ne bazikiririra mu maaso go.
4 For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.
Kubanga owagidde ebiŋŋwanira, n’ensonga zange; era otudde ku ntebe yo ey’obwakabaka n’osala omusango mu bwenkanya.
5 You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
Waboggolera amawanga, n’ozikiriza ababi; erinnya lyabwe n’olisangulirawo ddala emirembe n’emirembe.
6 The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.
Abalabe obamaliddewo ddala, n’ebibuga byabwe obizikirizza, era tewali aliddayo kubijjukira.
7 But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.
Naye Mukama afuga emirembe gyonna; era ataddewo entebe ye ey’okusalirako emisango.
8 He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.
Aliramula ensi mu butuukirivu, era alisalira abantu bonna emisango mu bwenkanya.
9 The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
Mukama kye kiddukiro ky’abo abanyigirizibwa; era kye kigo kyabwe mu biseera eby’akabi.
10 Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
Abo abamanyi erinnya lyo, Ayi Mukama, banaakwesiganga; kubanga abakunoonya tobaleka bokka.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.
Muyimbe okutendereza Mukama, atudde ku ntebe ey’obwakabaka mu Sayuuni; mutegeeze amawanga gonna by’akoze.
12 For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.
Ajjukira n’awoolera eggwanga era assaayo omwoyo eri abo abanyigirizibwa.
13 Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,
Onsaasire, Ayi Mukama; otunuulire abalabe bange abangigganya, onzigye ku miryango gy’okufa.
14 that I may declare all Your praises— that within the gates of Daughter Zion I may rejoice in Your salvation.
Ndyoke nkutenderezenga mu lwatu mu miryango gy’omuwala wa Sayuuni: era njagulizenga mu bulokozi bwo.
15 The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.
Abantu mu mawanga bagudde mu binnya bye baasima; era n’emitego gyabwe gimasuse ne gibakwasa.
16 The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.
Mukama yeeraze nga bw’asala emisango egy’ensonga. Omubi akwatiddwa mu mutego gw’emikono gye.
Ababi balisuulibwa emagombe; ebyo bye bituuka ku mawanga gonna ageerabira Katonda. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.
Kubanga abali mu kwetaaga tebalyerabirwa ennaku zonna, era n’ababonyaabonyezebwa tebaliggwaamu ssuubi emirembe gyonna.
19 Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.
Ogolokoke, Ayi Mukama, tokkiriza muntu kuwangula; leka amawanga gasalirwe omusango mu maaso go.
20 Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men.
Bakankanye n’okutya, Ayi Mukama; amawanga gonna galyoke gategeere nti bantu buntu.
