Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, thou hast bene our habitation from generation to generation.
Okusaba kwa Musa, omusajja wa Katonda. Ayi Mukama, obadde kifo kyaffe eky’okubeeramu emirembe gyonna.
2 Before the mountaines were made, and before thou hadst formed the earth, and the world, euen from euerlasting to euerlasting thou art our God.
Ensozi nga tezinnabaawo, n’ensi yonna nga tonnagitonda; okuva ku ntandikwa okutuusa ku nkomerero y’emirembe gyonna, ggwe Katonda.
3 Thou turnest man to destruction: againe thou sayest, Returne, ye sonnes of Adam.
Omuntu omuzzaayo mu nfuufu, n’oyogera nti, “Mudde mu nfuufu, mmwe abaana b’abantu.”
4 For a thousande yeeres in thy sight are as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
Kubanga emyaka olukumi, gy’oli giri ng’olunaku olumu olwayita, oba ng’ekisisimuka mu kiro.
5 Thou hast ouerflowed them: they are as a sleepe: in the morning he groweth like the grasse:
Obeera n’obamalirawo ddala nga bali mu tulo otw’okufa. Ku makya baba ng’omuddo omuto.
6 In the morning it florisheth and groweth, but in the euening it is cut downe and withereth.
Ku makya guba munyirivu, naye olw’eggulo ne guwotoka ne gukala.
7 For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
Ddala ddala obusungu bwo butumalawo, n’obukambwe bwo bututiisa nnyo.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, and our secret sinnes in the light of thy countenance.
Ebyonoono byaffe obyanjadde mu maaso go, n’ebyo bye tukoze mu kyama obyanise awo w’oli.
9 For all our dayes are past in thine anger: we haue spent our yeeres as a thought.
Ddala ddala tumala ennaku z’obulamu bwaffe zonna ng’otunyiigidde; tukomekkereza emyaka gyaffe n’okusinda.
10 The time of our life is threescore yeeres and ten, and if they be of strength, fourescore yeeres: yet their strength is but labour and sorowe: for it is cut off quickly, and we flee away.
Obungi bw’ennaku zaffe gy’emyaka nsanvu, oba kinaana bwe tubaamu amaanyi. Naye emyaka egyo gijjula ennaku n’okutegana, era giyita mangu, olwo nga tuggwaawo.
11 Who knoweth the power of thy wrath? for according to thy feare is thine anger.
Ani amanyi amaanyi g’obusungu bwo? Kubanga ekiruyi kyo kingi ng’ekitiibwa kye tusaana okukuwa bwe kyenkana.
12 Teach vs so to nomber our dayes, that we may apply our heartes vnto wisdome.
Otuyigirize okutegeeranga obulungi ennaku zaffe, tulyoke tubeere n’omutima ogw’amagezi.
13 Returne (O Lord, howe long?) and be pacified toward thy seruants.
Ayi Mukama, komawo gye tuli. Olitusuula kutuusa ddi? Abaweereza bo bakwatirwe ekisa.
14 Fill vs with thy mercie in the morning: so shall we reioyce and be glad all our dayes.
Tujjuze okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo ku makya, tulyoke tuyimbenga nga tujaguza n’essanyu era tusanyukenga obulamu bwaffe bwonna.
15 Comfort vs according to the dayes that thou hast afflicted vs, and according to the yeeres that we haue seene euill.
Tusanyuse, Ayi Mukama, okumala ennaku nga ze tumaze ng’otubonyaabonya, era n’okumala emyaka nga gye tumaze nga tulaba ennaku.
16 Let thy worke bee seene towarde thy seruants, and thy glory vpon their children.
Ebikolwa byo biragibwe abaweereza bo, n’abaana baabwe balabe ekitiibwa kyo.
17 And let the beautie of the Lord our God be vpon vs, and direct thou the worke of our hands vpon vs, euen direct the worke of our handes.
Okusaasira kwo, Ayi Mukama Katonda waffe, kubeerenga ku ffe, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe; weewaawo, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe.
