Psalms 88
1 A Song, a Psalm for the sons of Korah. To the chief Musician. Upon Mahalath Leannoth. An instruction. Of Heman the Ezrahite. Jehovah, God of my salvation, I have cried by day [and] in the night before thee.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Ayi Mukama Katonda, Omulokozi wange, nkaaba emisana n’ekiro mu maaso go.
2 Let my prayer come before thee; incline thine ear unto my cry.
Kkiriza okusaba kwange kutuuke gy’oli; otege okutu kwo nga nkukoowoola.
Kubanga emmeeme yange ejjudde ebizibu, era nsemberedde okufa. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no strength:
Mbalirwa mu abo abaserengeta emagombe; nfaanana ng’omuntu atalina maanyi.
5 Prostrate among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave; whom thou rememberest no more, and who are cut off from thy hand.
Bandese wano ng’afudde, nga ndi ng’abo be basse abalinda obulinzi entaana, nga tokyaddayo kubajjukira, era nga tewakyali kya kubakolera.
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in dark places, in the deeps.
Ontadde mu kinnya ekisinga obuwanvu, era eky’ekizikiza ekikutte ennyo.
7 Thy fury lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted [me] with all thy waves. (Selah)
Obusungu bwo bumbuubuukiddeko nnyo, ng’ennyanja esiikuuse n’amayengo gaayo ne gankuba okusukkirira.
8 Thou hast put my familiar friends far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
Ab’emikwano abasingira ddala okunjagala obammazeeko, n’onfuula ekyenyinyalwa gye bali. Nsibiddwa, so sisobola kwesumattula.
9 Mine eye consumeth by reason of affliction. Upon thee, Jehovah, have I called every day; I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
Amaaso gange gayimbadde olw’ennaku. Nkukoowoola buli lunaku, Ayi Mukama, ne ngolola emikono gyange gy’oli nga nkwegayirira.
10 Wilt thou do wonders to the dead? shall the shades arise and praise thee? (Selah)
Ebyamagero byo onoobikoleranga bafu? Abafudde banaagolokokanga ne bakutendereza?
11 Shall thy loving-kindness be declared in the grave? thy faithfulness in Destruction?
Okwagala kwo onookulaganga abali emagombe n’obwesigwa bwo abo abali mu kifo eky’okuzikirira?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
Ebyamagero byo binaamanyibwanga mu kifo ekyo eky’ekizikiza? Oba ebikolwa byo eby’obutuukirivu bwo bye binaamanyibwanga mu nsi eyamala edda okwerabirwa?
13 But as for me, Jehovah, I cry unto thee, and in the morning my prayer cometh before thee.
Naye nze, Ayi Mukama, naakabiriranga ggwe okunnyamba; buli nkya okusaba kwange kunaatuukanga gy’oli.
14 Why, O Jehovah, castest thou off my soul? [why] hidest thou thy face from me?
Ayi Mukama, onsuulidde ki? Onkwekedde ki amaaso go?
15 I am afflicted and expiring from my youth up; I suffer thy terrors, [and] I am distracted.
Ombonyaabonyezza okuviira ddala mu buvubuka bwange, era nga mbeera kumpi n’okufa; ngumiikirizza nnyo entiisa yo, era kaakano mpweddemu essuubi.
16 Thy fierce anger hath gone over me; thy terrors have brought me to nought:
Obusungu bwo obubuubuuka bunzigwereddeko era bunzikkiriza. Entiisa yo tendeseemu ka buntu.
17 They have surrounded me all the day like water; they have compassed me about together.
Binzingiza nga mukoka olunaku lwonna; binsaanikiridde ddala.
18 Lover and associate hast thou put far from me: my familiar friends are darkness.
Ommazeeko ab’emikwano n’abo abanjagala ennyo; nsigazza nzikiza yokka.
