Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses the man of God. Lord, You have been our dwelling place through all generations.
Okusaba kwa Musa, omusajja wa Katonda. Ayi Mukama, obadde kifo kyaffe eky’okubeeramu emirembe gyonna.
2 Before the mountains were born or You brought forth the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting You are God.
Ensozi nga tezinnabaawo, n’ensi yonna nga tonnagitonda; okuva ku ntandikwa okutuusa ku nkomerero y’emirembe gyonna, ggwe Katonda.
3 You return man to dust, saying, “Return, O sons of mortals.”
Omuntu omuzzaayo mu nfuufu, n’oyogera nti, “Mudde mu nfuufu, mmwe abaana b’abantu.”
4 For in Your sight a thousand years are but a day that passes, or a watch of the night.
Kubanga emyaka olukumi, gy’oli giri ng’olunaku olumu olwayita, oba ng’ekisisimuka mu kiro.
5 You whisk them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning—
Obeera n’obamalirawo ddala nga bali mu tulo otw’okufa. Ku makya baba ng’omuddo omuto.
6 in the morning it springs up new, but by evening it fades and withers.
Ku makya guba munyirivu, naye olw’eggulo ne guwotoka ne gukala.
7 For we are consumed by Your anger and terrified by Your wrath.
Ddala ddala obusungu bwo butumalawo, n’obukambwe bwo bututiisa nnyo.
8 You have set our iniquities before You, our secret sins in the light of Your presence.
Ebyonoono byaffe obyanjadde mu maaso go, n’ebyo bye tukoze mu kyama obyanise awo w’oli.
9 For all our days decline in Your fury; we finish our years with a sigh.
Ddala ddala tumala ennaku z’obulamu bwaffe zonna ng’otunyiigidde; tukomekkereza emyaka gyaffe n’okusinda.
10 The length of our days is seventy years— or eighty if we are strong— yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.
Obungi bw’ennaku zaffe gy’emyaka nsanvu, oba kinaana bwe tubaamu amaanyi. Naye emyaka egyo gijjula ennaku n’okutegana, era giyita mangu, olwo nga tuggwaawo.
11 Who knows the power of Your anger? Your wrath matches the fear You are due.
Ani amanyi amaanyi g’obusungu bwo? Kubanga ekiruyi kyo kingi ng’ekitiibwa kye tusaana okukuwa bwe kyenkana.
12 So teach us to number our days, that we may present a heart of wisdom.
Otuyigirize okutegeeranga obulungi ennaku zaffe, tulyoke tubeere n’omutima ogw’amagezi.
13 Return, O LORD! How long will it be? Have compassion on Your servants.
Ayi Mukama, komawo gye tuli. Olitusuula kutuusa ddi? Abaweereza bo bakwatirwe ekisa.
14 Satisfy us in the morning with Your loving devotion, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
Tujjuze okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo ku makya, tulyoke tuyimbenga nga tujaguza n’essanyu era tusanyukenga obulamu bwaffe bwonna.
15 Make us glad for as many days as You have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
Tusanyuse, Ayi Mukama, okumala ennaku nga ze tumaze ng’otubonyaabonya, era n’okumala emyaka nga gye tumaze nga tulaba ennaku.
16 May Your work be shown to Your servants, and Your splendor to their children.
Ebikolwa byo biragibwe abaweereza bo, n’abaana baabwe balabe ekitiibwa kyo.
17 May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us; establish for us the work of our hands— yes, establish the work of our hands!
Okusaasira kwo, Ayi Mukama Katonda waffe, kubeerenga ku ffe, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe; weewaawo, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe.
