Psalms 74
1 O God, why hast thou cast us off for ever? why doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
Zabbuli ya Asafu. Ayi Katonda, lwaki otusuulidde ddala ennaku zonna? Obusungu bwo lwaki bunyookera ku ndiga z’omu ddundiro lyo?
2 Remember thy congregation, which thou hast purchased of old; the rod of thine inheritance, which thou hast redeemed; this mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
Ojjukire abantu bo be wagula edda; ekika kye wanunula okuba ababo. Ojjukire olusozi Sayuuni gye wabeeranga.
3 Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual desolations; even all that the enemy hath done wickedly in the sanctuary.
Tambulatambulako mu bifo by’ekibuga olabe bwe byonooneddwa! Olabe omulabe nga bw’azikirizza ennyumba yo.
4 Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; they set up their ensigns for signs.
Abalabe bo baleekaanira mu kifo kyo gye twakuŋŋaaniranga; ne bagenda nga bakiramba n’ebendera zaabwe.
5 A man was famous according as he had lifted up axes upon the thick trees.
Beeyisa ng’abantu ababagalidde embazzi abatema emiti mu kibira.
6 But now they break down the carved work thereof at once with axes and hammers.
Batemyetemye n’embazzi ebintu ebyole, era ne babissessebbula n’obubazzi.
7 They have cast fire into thy sanctuary, they have defiled by casting down the dwelling place of thy name to the ground.
Bookezza awatukuvu wo; ne bafaafaaganya ekifo kyo eky’Erinnya lyo.
8 They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together: they have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
Baateesa nga bagamba nti, “Tujja kubazikiririza ddala!” Baayokya dda amasinzizo ga Katonda gonna agali mu nsi eno.
9 We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet: neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
Tetukyalaba ku bubonero bwo; ne bannabbi tewakyali n’omu. So tewali n’omu mu ffe ategeera ebyo lwe birikoma.
10 O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
Ayi Katonda, omulabe alituusa ddi ng’akuduulira? Omulabe anavvoolanga erinnya lyo ennaku zonna? Bazikirize.
11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, even thy right hand? pluck it out of thy bosom.
Lwaki totuyambye n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo? Kiki ekikukuumisa omukono gwo ogwa ddyo mu kifuba kyo?
12 For God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Katonda, oli Kabaka wange wa dda; gw’oleeta obulokozi mu nsi.
13 Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength: thou brakest the heads of the dragons in the waters.
Ggwe wayawula mu mazzi g’ennyanja; omulabe n’omuzikiririza mu mazzi.
14 Thou brakest the heads of leviathan in pieces, and gavest him to be meat to the people inhabiting the wilderness.
Wamenyaamenya emitwe gya lukwata ogunene; n’oguwaayo okuba ekyokulya eri ebitonde eby’omu ddungu.
15 Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood: thou driedst up mighty rivers.
Ggwe wazibukula ensulo n’emyala; ate n’okaza n’emigga egyakulukutanga bulijjo.
16 The day is thine, the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
Obudde bw’emisana bubwo, n’ekiro kikyo; ggwe wakola omwezi n’enjuba.
17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter.
Ggwe wateekawo ensalo z’ensi; ggwe wakola ebiro eby’ekyeya n’eby’obutiti.
18 Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O Yhwh, and that the foolish people have blasphemed thy name.
Jjukira ebyo, Ayi Katonda, olabe okuduula kw’omulabe, n’abantu abasirusiru nga bwe banyoomodde erinnya lyo.
19 O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
Ayi Katonda, towaayo mwoyo gwa jjiba lyo eri ensolo enkambwe; so teweerabiriranga ddala bulamu bw’abantu bo ababonyaabonyezebwa.
20 Have respect unto the covenant: for the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of cruelty.
Ojjukire endagaano yo; kubanga ensi ejjudde ekizikiza n’abantu abakambwe.
21 O let not the oppressed return ashamed: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
Tokkiriza abo abajoogebwa okuwangulwa; era leka abaavu n’abeetaaga batenderezenga erinnya lyo ennaku zonna.
22 Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee daily.
Yimuka, Ayi Katonda, osalire abalabe baffe omusango. Jjukira abo abatakussaamu kitiibwa, nga bwe bakuduulira obudde okuziba.
23 Forget not the voice of thine enemies: the tumult of those that rise up against thee increaseth continually.
Tonyooma luyoogaano lw’abalabe bo, n’okuleekaana okwa buli kiseera.
