Psalms 88
1 A song or Psalme of Heman the Ezrahite to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah for him that excelleth upon Malath Leannoth. O Lord God of my saluation, I cry day and night before thee.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Ayi Mukama Katonda, Omulokozi wange, nkaaba emisana n’ekiro mu maaso go.
2 Let my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine eare vnto my cry.
Kkiriza okusaba kwange kutuuke gy’oli; otege okutu kwo nga nkukoowoola.
Kubanga emmeeme yange ejjudde ebizibu, era nsemberedde okufa. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
Mbalirwa mu abo abaserengeta emagombe; nfaanana ng’omuntu atalina maanyi.
5 Free among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.
Bandese wano ng’afudde, nga ndi ng’abo be basse abalinda obulinzi entaana, nga tokyaddayo kubajjukira, era nga tewakyali kya kubakolera.
6 Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit, in darkenes, and in the deepe.
Ontadde mu kinnya ekisinga obuwanvu, era eky’ekizikiza ekikutte ennyo.
7 Thine indignation lyeth vpon me, and thou hast vexed me with all thy waues. (Selah)
Obusungu bwo bumbuubuukiddeko nnyo, ng’ennyanja esiikuuse n’amayengo gaayo ne gankuba okusukkirira.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from me, and made mee to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, and cannot get foorth.
Ab’emikwano abasingira ddala okunjagala obammazeeko, n’onfuula ekyenyinyalwa gye bali. Nsibiddwa, so sisobola kwesumattula.
9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lord, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
Amaaso gange gayimbadde olw’ennaku. Nkukoowoola buli lunaku, Ayi Mukama, ne ngolola emikono gyange gy’oli nga nkwegayirira.
10 Wilt thou shewe a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and prayse thee? (Selah)
Ebyamagero byo onoobikoleranga bafu? Abafudde banaagolokokanga ne bakutendereza?
11 Shall thy louing kindenes be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnes in destruction?
Okwagala kwo onookulaganga abali emagombe n’obwesigwa bwo abo abali mu kifo eky’okuzikirira?
12 Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the land of obliuion?
Ebyamagero byo binaamanyibwanga mu kifo ekyo eky’ekizikiza? Oba ebikolwa byo eby’obutuukirivu bwo bye binaamanyibwanga mu nsi eyamala edda okwerabirwa?
13 But vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.
Naye nze, Ayi Mukama, naakabiriranga ggwe okunnyamba; buli nkya okusaba kwange kunaatuukanga gy’oli.
14 Lord, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
Ayi Mukama, onsuulidde ki? Onkwekedde ki amaaso go?
15 I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
Ombonyaabonyezza okuviira ddala mu buvubuka bwange, era nga mbeera kumpi n’okufa; ngumiikirizza nnyo entiisa yo, era kaakano mpweddemu essuubi.
16 Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
Obusungu bwo obubuubuuka bunzigwereddeko era bunzikkiriza. Entiisa yo tendeseemu ka buntu.
17 They came round about me dayly like water, and compassed me together.
Binzingiza nga mukoka olunaku lwonna; binsaanikiridde ddala.
18 My louers and friends hast thou put away from me, and mine acquaintance hid themselues.
Ommazeeko ab’emikwano n’abo abanjagala ennyo; nsigazza nzikiza yokka.
