Psalms 59
1 Unto the end, destroy not, for David for an inscription of It title, when Saul sent and watched his house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; and defend me from them that rise up against me.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Tozikiriza.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi, Sawulo bwe yatuma bakuume enju ya Dawudi bamutte. Ayi Katonda wange, mponya abalabe bange; onnwanirire, abantu bwe bangolokokerako.
2 Deliver me from them that work iniquity, and save me from bloody men.
Omponye abakola ebitali bya butuukirivu, era ondokole mu batemu.
3 For behold they have caught my soul: the mighty have rushed in upon me:
Laba banneekwekeredde nga banteega okunzita. Abasajja ab’amaanyi abakambwe banneekobera, Ayi Mukama, so nga soonoonye wadde okubaako ne kye nsobezza.
4 Neither is it my iniquity, nor my sin, O Lord: without iniquity have I run, and directed my steps.
Sirina kye nsobezza, naye bateekateeka okunnumba. Tunuulira obuzibu bwange, osituke, onnyambe.
5 Rise up thou to meet me, and behold: even thou, O Lord, the God of hosts, the God of Israel. Attend to visit all the nations: have no mercy on all them that work iniquity.
Ayi Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye, Katonda wa Isirayiri, golokoka obonereze amawanga gonna; abo bonna abasala enkwe tobasaasira.
6 They shall return at evening, and shall suffer hunger like dogs: and shall go round about the city.
Bakomawo buli kiro, nga babolooga ng’embwa, ne batambulatambula mu kibuga.
7 Behold they shall speak with their mouth, and a sword is in their lips: for who, say they, hath heard us?
Laba, bwe bavuma! Ebigambo biwamatuka mu kamwa kaabwe ng’ebitala, nga boogera nti, “Ani atuwulira?”
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them: thou shalt bring all the nations to nothing.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Mukama, obasekerera, era amawanga ago gonna oganyooma.
9 I will keep my strength to thee: for thou art my protector:
Ayi Katonda, Amaanyi gange, nnaakwesiganga era nnaakutenderezanga, kubanga ggwe kigo kyange ekinywevu.
10 My God, his mercy shall prevent me.
Katonda wange anjagala anankulemberanga, ne ndyoka neeyagalira ku balabe bange.
11 God shall let me see over my enemies: slay them not, lest at any time my people forget. Scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord, my protector:
Tobatta, Ayi Mukama, engabo yaffe, abantu bange baleme kwerabira; mu buyinza bwo obungi, baleke batangetange; n’oluvannyuma obakkakkanyize ddala.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the word of their lips: and let them be taken in their pride. And for their cursing and lying they shall be talked of,
Amalala gaabwe n’ebyonoono ebiva mu kamwa kaabwe, n’ebigambo by’oku mimwa gyabwe leka byonna bibatege ng’omutego. Kubanga bakolima era ne boogera eby’obulimba.
13 When they are consumed: when they are consumed by thy wrath, and they shall be no more. And they shall know that God will rule Jacob, and all the ends of the earth.
Bamaleewo n’ekiruyi kyo, bamalirewo ddala; amawanga gonna galyoke gategeere nga Katonda wa Yakobo y’afuga ensi yonna.
14 They shall return at evening and shall suffer hunger like dogs: and shall go round about the city.
Bakomawo nga buwungedde nga babolooga ng’embwa, ne batambulatambula mu kibuga.
15 They shall be scattered abroad to eat, and shall murmur if they be not filled.
Banoonya emmere buli wantu mu kibuga, ne bawowoggana bwe batakkuta.
16 But I will sing thy strength: and will extol thy mercy in the morning. For thou art become my support, and my refuge, in the day of my trouble.
Naye nze nnaayimbanga nga ntendereza amaanyi go; mu makya nnaayimbanga ku kwagala kwo; kubanga ggwe kigo kyange, era ggwe kiddukiro kyange mu buzibu bwange.
17 Unto thee, O my helper, will I sing, for thou art God my defence: my God my mercy.
Ggwe, Ayi Katonda, Amaanyi gange, nnaakuyimbiranga nga nkutendereza; kubanga ggwe kigo kyange, era ggwe Katonda wange, anjagala.
