Psalms 55
1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of David to give instruction. Heare my prayer, O God, and hide not thy selfe from my supplication.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Eyimbibwa n’ebivuga eby’enkoba. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Owulirize okusaba kwange, Ayi Katonda, togaya kwegayirira kwange.
2 Hearken vnto me, and answere me: I mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse,
Ompulire era onziremu, kubanga ndi mu buzibu, nga nsinda olw’okweraliikirira okunene.
3 For the voyce of the enemie, and for the vexation of ye wicked, because they haue brought iniquitie vpon me, and furiously hate me.
Mpulira amaloboozi g’abalabe bange; ababi bankanulidde amaaso ne banvuma nga bajjudde obusungu.
4 Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.
Omutima gwange gulumwa nnyo munda yange; entiisa y’okufa entuukiridde.
5 Feare and trembling are come vpon mee, and an horrible feare hath couered me.
Okutya n’okukankana binnumbye; entiisa empitiridde.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.
Ne njogera nti, Singa nnina ebiwaawaatiro ng’ejjiba, nandibuuse ne ŋŋenda mpummulako.
7 Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. (Selah)
“Nandiraze wala nnyo, ne mbeera eyo mu ddungu;
8 Hee would make haste for my deliuerance from the stormie winde and tempest.
nandiyanguye ne ntuuka mu kifo kyange eky’okuwummuliramu, eteri kibuyaga na mpewo ekunta n’amaanyi.”
9 Destroy, O Lord, and deuide their tongues: for I haue seene crueltie and strife in the citie.
Mukama tabulatabula ennimi z’ababi, ozikirize enkwe zaabwe; kubanga ndaba obukambwe n’okulwanagana mu kibuga.
10 Day and night they goe about it vpon the walles thereof: both iniquitie and mischiefe are in the middes of it.
Beetooloola bbugwe waakyo emisana n’ekiro, ne munda mu kyo mujjudde ettima n’ebikolwa ebibi.
11 Wickednes is in the middes thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streetes.
Obutemu n’obussi obwa buli ngeri biri mu kibuga omwo. Buli lw’oyita mu nguudo zaakyo osanga bulimba bwereere na kutiisibwatiisibwa.
12 Surely mine enemie did not defame mee: for I could haue borne it: neither did mine aduersarie exalt himselfe against mee: for I would haue hid me from him.
Singa omulabe wange y’abadde anvuma, nandikigumiikirizza; singa oyo atakkiriziganya nange y’annumbaganye n’anduulira, nandimwekwese.
13 But it was thou, O man, euen my companion, my guide and my familiar:
Naye ggwe munnange, bwe tuyita, era mukwano gwange ddala!
14 Which delited in consulting together, and went into the House of God as companions.
Gwe twabanga naye mu ssanyu ng’abooluganda, nga tutambulira mu kibiina ekinene mu nnyumba ya Katonda.
15 Let death sense vpon them: let them goe downe quicke into the graue: for wickednes is in their dwellings, euen in the middes of them. (Sheol h7585)
Okufa kubatuukirire, bakke emagombe nga bakyali balamu; kubanga bajjudde okukola ebibi. (Sheol h7585)
16 But I will call vnto God, and the Lord will saue me.
Naye nze nkoowoola Mukama Katonda, n’andokola.
17 Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and make a noyse, and he wil heare my voice.
Ekiro, ne mu makya ne mu ttuntu, ndaajana nga bwe nsinda; n’awulira eddoboozi lyange.
18 He hath deliuered my soule in peace from the battel, that was against me: for many were with me.
Amponyezza mu lutalo nga siriiko kintuseeko newaakubadde ng’abannwanyisizza babadde bangi.
19 God shall heare and afflict them, euen hee that reigneth of olde, (Selah) because they haue no changes, therefore they feare not God.
Katonda oyo atudde ku ntebe ye ebbanga lyonna, aliwulira n’ababonereza abo abatakyusa makubo gaabwe era abatatya Katonda.
20 Hee layed his hande vpon such, as be at peace with him, and he brake his couenant.
Agololera emikono gye ku mikwano gye; n’amenya endagaano ye.
21 The wordes of his mouth were softer then butter, yet warre was in his heart: his words were more gentle then oyle, yet they were swordes.
By’ayogera bigonvu okusinga omuzigo, so nga mu mutima gwe alowooza lutalo; ebigambo bye biweweera okusinga amafuta, so nga munda mu mutima gwe asowodde bitala byennyini.
22 Cast thy burden vpon the Lord, and hee shall nourish thee: he wil not suffer the righteous to fall for euer.
Ebizibu byo byonna bireete eri Mukama, ajja kukuwanirira; kubanga talireka mutuukirivu kugwa.
23 And thou, O God, shalt bring them downe into the pitte of corruption: the bloudie, and deceitfull men shall not liue halfe their dayes: but I will trust in thee.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Katonda, olisuula abakola ebibi mu kinnya eky’okuzikirira; era abatemu n’abalimba bonna tebagenda kuwangaala kimu kyakubiri eky’obulamu bwabwe. Naye nze, neesiga ggwe.
