Psalms 45
1 To him that excelleth on Shoshannim a song of love to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. Mine heart will vtter forth a good matter: I wil intreat in my workes of the King: my tongue is as the pen of a swift writer.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Oluyimba “olw’Amalanga.” Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Omutima gwange gujjudde ebigambo ebirungi nga nnyimba oluyimba lwa Kabaka. Olulimi lwange kkalaamu y’omuwandiisi omukugu.
2 Thou art fayrer then the children of men: grace is powred in thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for euer.
Ggw’osinga abaana b’abantu obulungi; n’akamwa ko nga kafukiddwako amafuta ag’ekisa. Kubanga Katonda akuwadde omukisa emirembe gyonna.
3 Gird thy sword vpon thy thigh, O most mightie, to wit, thy worship and thy glory,
Weesibe ekitala kyo, Ayi ggwe ow’amaanyi, yambala ekitiibwa kyo n’obukulu bwo!
4 And prosper with thy glory: ride vpon the worde of trueth and of meekenes and of righteousnes: so thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
Weebagale embalaasi yo mu kitiibwa kyo eky’obuwanguzi, ng’olwanirira amazima, obuwombeefu, n’obutuukirivu. Omukono gwo ogwa ddyo gukole ebyewuunyisa.
5 Thine arrowes are sharpe to pearce the heart of the Kings enemies: therefore the people shall fall vnder thee.
Obusaale bwo obwogi bufumite emitima gy’abalabe ba kabaka; afuge amawanga.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for euer and euer: the scepter of thy kingdome is a scepter of righteousnesse.
Entebe yo ey’obwakabaka, Ayi Katonda, ya lubeerera; n’omuggo ogw’obwenkanya gwe guliba ogw’obwakabaka bwo.
7 Thou louest righteousnes, and hatest wickednesse, because God, euen thy God hath anoynted thee with the oyle of gladnes aboue thy fellowes.
Oyagala obutuukirivu n’okyawa okukola ebibi; noolwekyo Katonda, Katonda wo, kyavudde akugulumiza n’akufukako amafuta ag’essanyu okusinga bakabaka banno bonna.
8 All thy garments smelll of myrrhe and aloes, and cassia, when thou commest out of the yuorie palaces, where they haue made thee glad.
Ebyambalo byo birina akawoowo ka mmooli ne alowe, ne kasiya. Ebivuga eby’enkoba bikusanyusiza mu mbiri zo ez’amasanga.
9 Kings daugthers were among thine honorable wiues: vpon thy right hand did stand the Queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
Mu bakyala bo mulimu abambejja; namasole ali ku mukono gwo ogwa ddyo ng’ayambadde ebya zaabu ya Ofiri.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine eare: forget also thine owne people and thy fathers house.
Muwala, wuliriza bye nkugamba: “Weerabire ab’ewammwe n’ab’omu nnyumba ya kitaawo.
11 So shall the King haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lord, and reuerence thou him.
Kabaka akulowoozaako nnyo, kubanga walungiwa n’oyitirira; nga bw’ali mukama wo, muwenga ekitiibwa.”
12 And the daughter of Tyrus with the rich of the people shall doe homage before thy face with presents.
Muwala w’e Ttuulo alijja n’ekirabo, abasajja abagagga balikwegayirira obalage ekisa kyo.
13 The Kings daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of broydred golde.
Omuwala wa kabaka ajjudde ekitiibwa mu kisenge kye, ng’ayambadde ekyambalo ekyalukibwa ne zaabu.
14 She shalbe brought vnto the King in raiment of needle worke: the virgins that follow after her, and her companions shall be brought vnto thee.
Aleetebwa mu maaso ga kabaka ng’ayambadde ebyambalo eby’emidalizo emingi. Emperekeze ze zimuwerekerako; bonna ne bajja gy’oli.
15 With ioy and gladnes shall they be brought, and shall enter into the Kings palace.
Baleetebwa nga bajjudde essanyu n’okweyagala, ne bayingira mu lubiri lwa kabaka.
16 In steade of thy fathers shall thy children be: thou shalt make them princes through all the earth.
Batabani bo baliweebwa ebifo bya bajjajjaabwe, olibafuula ng’abalangira mu nsi omwo.
17 I will make thy Name to be remembred through all generations: therefore shall the people giue thanks vnto thee world without ende.
Erinnya lyo linajjukirwanga emirembe gyonna. Amawanga kyeganaavanga gakutendereza emirembe n’emirembe.
