Psalms 143
1 A Psalme of David. Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my supplication: answer me in thy trueth and in thy righteousnes.
Zabbuli Ya Dawudi. Wulira okusaba kwange, Ayi Mukama, wulira okwegayirira kwange! Ggwe omwesigwa era omutuukirivu jjangu ombeere.
2 (And enter not into iudgement with thy seruant: for in thy sight shall none that liueth, be iustified)
Tonsalira musango, kubanga mu maaso go tewali n’omu atuukiridde.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
Omulabe wange angoba n’ankwata n’ansuula wansi; anteeka mu kizikiza ne nfaanana ng’abaafa edda.
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
Noolwekyo omwoyo gwange guweddemu endasi, n’omutima gwange gwennyise.
5 Yet do I remember the time past: I meditate in all thy workes, yea, I doe meditate in the workes of thine hands.
Nzijukira ennaku ez’edda, ne nfumiitiriza ku ebyo bye wakola byonna, ne ndowooza ku mirimu gy’emikono gyo.
6 I stretche forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. (Selah)
Ngolola emikono gyange gy’oli, ne nkuyaayaanira ng’ettaka ekkalu bwe liyaayaanira enkuba.
7 Heare me spedely, O Lord, for my spirit faeleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
Yanguwa okunziramu, Ayi Mukama, kubanga omwoyo gwange guggwaamu amaanyi. Tonkisa maaso go, nneme okufaanana ng’abafu.
8 Let me heare thy louing kindenes in the morning, for in thee is my trust: shewe mee the waie, that I should walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto thee.
Obudde nga bukedde, nsaba ondage okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo; kubanga ggwe gwe neesiga. Njigiriza ekkubo lye nsaana okutambuliramu, kubanga omwoyo gwange gwonna guli gy’oli.
9 Deliuer me, O Lord, from mine enemies: for I hid me with thee.
Mponya, Ayi Mukama, abalabe bange, kubanga ggwe kiddukiro kyange.
10 Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit leade me vnto the land of righteousnes.
Njigiriza okukola by’oyagala, kubanga ggwe Katonda wange! Omwoyo wo omulungi ankulembere, antambulize mu kkubo eddungi ery’omuseetwe.
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnes bring my soule out of trouble.
Olw’erinnya lyo, Ayi Mukama, onkuume, mu butuukirivu bwo onzigye mu kabi.
12 And for thy mercy slay mine enemies, and destrie all them that oppresse my soule: for I am thy seruant.
Omalewo abalabe bange olw’okwagala kwo, ozikirize n’abanjigganya bonna, kubanga nze ndi muddu wo.
