Psalms 51
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David, when the Prophet Nathan came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Have mercie vpon me, O God, according to thy louing kindnes: according to the multitude of thy compassions put away mine iniquities.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnabbi Nasani bwe yajja eri Dawudi, Dawudi ng’amaze okutwala Basuseba n’okutemula bba, Uliya. Onsaasire, Ayi Mukama, ggwe alina okwagala okutaggwaawo. Olw’okusaasira kwo okungi nziggyaako ebyonoono byange byonna.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquitie, and clense me from my sinne.
Nnaazaako obutali butuukirivu bwange, ontukulize ddala okuva mu kibi kyange.
3 For I know mine iniquities, and my sinne is euer before me.
Ebyonoono byange mbikkiriza, era ebibi byange mbimanyi bulijjo.
4 Against thee, against thee onely haue I sinned, and done euill in thy sight, that thou mayest be iust when thou speakest, and pure when thou iudgest.
Ggwe wennyini ggwe nnyonoonye, ne nkola ebitali bya butuukirivu mu maaso go ng’olaba; noolwekyo by’oyogera bituufu, era n’ensala yo ey’omusango ya bwenkanya.
5 Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
Ddala, nazaalibwa mu kibi; kasookedde ntondebwa mu lubuto lwa mmange ndi mwonoonyi.
6 Beholde, thou louest trueth in the inwarde affections: therefore hast thou taught mee wisedome in the secret of mine heart.
Oyagala amazima agaviira ddala mu mutima gwange. Ompe amagezi munda ddala mu nze.
7 Purge me with hyssope, and I shalbe cleane: wash me, and I shalbe whiter then snowe.
Onnaaze n’ezobu ntukule onnaaze ntukule n’okusinga omuzira.
8 Make me to heare ioye and gladnes, that the bones, which thou hast broken, may reioyce.
Onzirize essanyu n’okwesiima, amagumba gange ge wamenyaamenya gasanyuke.
9 Hide thy face from my sinnes, and put away all mine iniquities.
Totunuulira bibi byange, era osangule ebyonoono byange byonna.
10 Create in mee a cleane heart, O God, and renue a right spirit within me.
Ontondemu omutima omulongoofu, Ayi Katonda, era onteekemu omwoyo omulungi munda yange.
11 Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
Tongoba w’oli, era tonzigyako Mwoyo wo Omutukuvu.
12 Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
Onkomezeewo essanyu ery’obulokozi bwo, era ompe omutima ogugondera by’oyagala,
13 Then shall I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked, and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto thee.
ndyoke njigirizenga aboonoonyi amakubo go, n’abakola ebibi bakukyukirenga bakomewo gy’oli.
14 Deliuer me from blood, O God, which art the God of my saluation, and my tongue shall sing ioyfully of thy righteousnes.
Ondokole mu kibi eky’okuyiwa omusaayi, Ayi Katonda, ggwe Katonda ow’obulokozi bwange; olulimi lwange lunaatenderezanga obutuukirivu bwo.
15 Open thou my lippes, O Lord, and my mouth shall shewe foorth thy praise.
Ayi Mukama, yasamya emimwa gyange, n’akamwa kange kanaakutenderezanga.
16 For thou desirest no sacrifice, though I would giue it: thou delitest not in burnt offering.
Tosanyukira ssaddaaka, nandigikuleetedde; n’ebiweebwayo ebyokebwa tobisanyukira.
17 The sacrifices of God are a contrite spirit: a contrite and a broken heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Ssaddaaka Katonda gy’ayagala gwe mwoyo ogutegedde okusobya kwagwo. Omutima ogumenyese era oguboneredde, Ayi Katonda, toogugayenga.
18 Bee fauourable vnto Zion for thy good pleasure: builde the walles of Ierusalem.
Okulaakulanye Sayuuni nga bw’osiima. Yerusaalemi okizzeeko bbugwe waakyo.
19 Then shalt thou accept ye sacrifices of righteousnes, euen the burnt offering and oblation: then shall they offer calues vpon thine altar.
Olyoke osanyukire ssaddaaka ey’obutuukirivu, ebiweebwayo ebyokebwa ebikusanyusa; n’ente ziweebweyo ku kyoto kyo.
