Psalms 79
1 A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the nations are come into thine inheritance: thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem in heaps.
Zabbuli ya Asafu. Ayi Katonda omugabo gwo gulumbiddwa amawanga; boonoonye yeekaalu yo entukuvu ne Yerusaalemi kizikiriziddwa, ne kifuuka entuumo.
2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowl of the heavens, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the earth:
Emirambo gy’abaweereza bo bagifudde mmere ya nnyonyi ez’omu bbanga, n’emibiri gy’abatukuvu bo giweereddwa ensolo ez’omu nsiko.
3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem, and there was none to bury [them].
Omusaayi gwabwe ne guyiibwa ng’amazzi okwetooloola Yerusaalemi, so nga abafudde tewali muntu abaziika.
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a mockery and a derision to them that are round about us.
Baliraanwa baffe batuyisaamu amaaso, era tufuuse ekisekererwa eri abo abatwetoolodde.
5 How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou be angry for ever? Shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
Ayi Mukama olitusunguwalira kutuusa ddi, nnaku zonna? Obuggya bwo bunaabuubuukanga ng’omuliro?
6 Pour out thy fury upon the nations that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that call not upon thy name:
Obusungu bwo bubuubuukire ku mawanga agatakumanyi, ne ku bwakabaka obutakoowoola linnya lyo.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his habitation.
Kubanga bazikirizza Yakobo, ne basaanyaawo ensi ye.
8 Remember not against us the iniquities of [our] forefathers; let thy tender mercies speedily come to meet us: for we are brought very low.
Totubalira kibi kya bajjajjaffe; tukusaba oyanguwe okutusaasira kubanga tuli mu bwetaavu bungi nnyo.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, because of the glory of thy name; and deliver us, and forgive our sins, for thy name's sake.
Tuyambe olw’ekitiibwa ky’erinnya lyo, Ayi Katonda ow’obulokozi bwaffe; otuwonye era otutangiririre olw’ebibi byaffe olw’erinnya lyo.
10 Wherefore should the nations say, Where is their God? Let the avenging of the blood of thy servants that is shed be known among the nations in our sight.
Lwaki abamawanga babuuza nti, “Katonda waabwe ali ludda wa?” Kkiriza okuwalana eggwanga olw’omusaayi gw’abaweereza bo ogwayiyibwa, kumanyibwe mu mawanga gonna nga naffe tulaba.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thine arm, preserve those that are appointed to die;
Wuliriza okusinda kw’omusibe; okozese omukono gwo ogw’amaanyi owonye abo abasaliddwa ogw’okufa.
12 And render unto our neighbours, sevenfold into their bosom, their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.
Ayi Mukama, baliraanwa baffe abakuduulira, bawalane emirundi musanvu.
13 And we, thy people and the sheep of thy pasture, will give thanks unto thee for ever; we will shew forth thy praise from generation to generation.
Kale nno, ffe abantu bo era endiga ez’omu ddundiro lyo, tulyoke tukutenderezenga emirembe gyonna; buli mulembe gulyoke gukutenderezenga emirembe gyonna.
