Psalms 81
1 To the chief music-maker; put to the Gittith. Of Asaph. Make a song to God our strength: make a glad cry to the God of Jacob.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Asafu. Mumuyimbire nnyo n’essanyu Katonda amaanyi gaffe; muyimuse waggulu amaloboozi gammwe eri Katonda wa Yakobo!
2 Take up the melody, playing on an instrument of music, even on corded instruments.
Mutandike okuyimba, mukube ebitaasa n’ennanga evuga obulungi ey’enkoba awamu n’entongooli.
3 Let the horn be sounded in the time of the new moon, at the full moon, on our holy feast-day:
Mufuuwe eŋŋombe ng’omwezi gwakaboneka, era mugifuuwe nga gwa ggabogabo, ku lunaku olw’embaga yaffe.
4 For this is a rule for Israel, and a law of the God of Jacob.
Ekyo kye kiragiro eri Isirayiri, lye tteeka lya Katonda wa Yakobo.
5 He gave it to Joseph as a witness, when he went out over the land of Egypt; then the words of a strange tongue were sounding in my ears.
Yaliteekera Yusufu, Katonda bwe yalumba ensi ya Misiri; gye nawulirira olulimi olwannema okutegeera.
6 I took the weight from his back; his hands were made free from the baskets.
“Nnamutikkula omugugu okuva ku kibegabega kye; n’emikono gye ne ngiwummuza okusitula ebisero.
7 You gave a cry in your trouble, and I made you free; I gave you an answer in the secret place of the thunder; I put you to the test at the waters of Meribah. (Selah)
Mwankoowoola nga muli mu nnaku ne mbadduukirira ne mbawonya, nabaanukulira mu kubwatuka mu kire; ne mbagezesa ku mazzi ag’e Meriba.
8 Give ear, O my people, and I will give you my word, O Israel, if you will only do as I say!
Muwulire, mmwe abantu bange, nga mbalabula. Singa onompuliriza, ggwe Isirayiri!
9 There is to be no strange god among you; you are not to give worship to any other god.
Temubeeranga na katonda mulala, wadde okuvuunamira katonda omulala yenna.
10 I am the Lord your God, who took you up from the land of Egypt: let your mouth be open wide, so that I may give you food.
Nze Mukama Katonda wo, eyakuggya mu nsi y’e Misiri. Yasamya akamwa ko, nange nnaakajjuza.
11 But my people did not give ear to my voice; Israel would have nothing to do with me.
“Naye abantu bange tebampuliriza; Isirayiri teyaŋŋondera.
12 So I gave them up to the desires of their hearts; that they might go after their evil purposes.
Nange ne mbawaayo eri obujeemu bw’omutima gwabwe, okugoberera ebyo bye baagala.
13 If only my people would give ear to me, walking in my ways!
“Singa abantu bange bampuliriza; singa Isirayiri agondera ebiragiro byange,
14 I would quickly overcome their haters: my hand would be turned against those who make war on them.
mangwago nandirwanyisizza abalabe baabwe, ne mbawangula.
15 The haters of the Lord would be broken, and their destruction would be eternal.
Abo abakyawa Mukama ne beegonza gy’ali; ekibonerezo kyabwe kya mirembe gyonna.
16 I would give them the best grain for food; you would be full of honey from the rock.
Naye ggwe, Isirayiri, nandikuliisizza eŋŋaano esingira ddala obulungi, ne nkukkusa omubisi gw’enjuki nga guva mu lwazi.”
