Psalms 65
1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. A Song. It is right for you, O God, to have praise in Zion: to you let the offering be made.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Oluyimba, Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Osaanira okutenderezebwanga, Ayi Katonda, ali mu Sayuuni; tunaatuukiririzanga obweyamo bwaffe gy’oli.
2 To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
Ayi ggwe awulira okusaba kw’abantu bo, abantu bonna banajjanga gy’oli olw’ebibi byabwe.
3 Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
Ebibi byaffe bwe byatusukkirira, n’otutangiririra.
4 Happy is the man of your selection, to whom you give a resting-place in your house; we will be full of the good things out of your holy place.
Alina omukisa oyo gw’olonda n’omusembeza okumpi naawe, abeerenga mu mpya zo. Tunaamalibwanga ebirungi eby’omu nnyumba yo; eby’omu Yeekaalu yo entukuvu.
5 You will give us an answer in righteousness by great acts of power, O God of our salvation; you who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of the far-off lands of the sea;
Otwanukula n’ebikolwa byo eby’obutuukirivu eby’entiisa n’otulokola, Ayi Katonda ow’obulokozi bwaffe; ggwe ssuubi ly’abo abali mu nsi yonna n’abo bonna abali ewala mu nnyanja zonna,
6 The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
ggwe, eyakola ensozi n’obuyinza bwo, n’ozinyweza n’amaanyi go,
7 Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
ggwe, asirisa okusiikuuka kw’ennyanja, n’okkakkanya okwetabula kw’amayengo gaayo, era ggw’okkakkanya okwegugunga kw’amawanga.
8 Those in the farthest parts of the earth have fear when they see your signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening are glad because of you.
Abo bonna ababeera ewala balaba ne batya ebyewuunyo byo; ne bakuyimbira ennyimba ez’essanyu okuva ku makya okutuusa akawungeezi.
9 You have given your blessing to the earth, watering it and making it fertile; the river of God is full of water: and having made it ready, you give men grain.
Ensi ogirabirira n’ogifukirira n’egimuka nnyo. Emigga gya Katonda gijjudde amazzi, okuwa abantu emmere ey’empeke, kubanga bw’otyo bwe wakiteekateeka.
10 You make the ploughed lands full of water; you make smooth the slopes: you make the earth soft with showers, sending your blessing on its growth.
Otonnyesa enkuba mu nnimiro, n’ojjuza ebitaba byamu; n’ogonza ettaka, ebibala by’omu nsi n’obiwa omukisa.
11 The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
Ofundikira omwaka n’amakungula amangi, ebigaali ne bigenda nga byetisse ebibala nga bikubyeko.
12 Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
Ebifo awali omuddo mu ddungu bijjula amazzi, n’obusozi ne bulabika bulungi nga bweyagala.
13 The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
Amalundiro gajjula ebisibo, n’ebiwonvu ne bijjula emmere ey’empeke. Ensi yonna eyimba mu ddoboozi ery’omwanguka ng’ejjudde essanyu.
