< Psalms 45 >
1 “To the chief musician upon Shoshannim, by the sons of Korach, a Maskil, a song of love.” My heart swelleth with a good speech; I say, “My works shall be for the king:” my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Oluyimba “olw’Amalanga.” Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Omutima gwange gujjudde ebigambo ebirungi nga nnyimba oluyimba lwa Kabaka. Olulimi lwange kkalaamu y’omuwandiisi omukugu.
2 Thou art more fair than the children of men; grace is poured out over thy lips: therefore hath God blessed thee for ever.
Ggw’osinga abaana b’abantu obulungi; n’akamwa ko nga kafukiddwako amafuta ag’ekisa. Kubanga Katonda akuwadde omukisa emirembe gyonna.
3 Gird thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty one, [it is] thy glory and thy majesty;
Weesibe ekitala kyo, Ayi ggwe ow’amaanyi, yambala ekitiibwa kyo n’obukulu bwo!
4 Yea, it is thy majesty: be prosperous, ride along for the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness; and fearful things shall thy right hand teach thee.
Weebagale embalaasi yo mu kitiibwa kyo eky’obuwanguzi, ng’olwanirira amazima, obuwombeefu, n’obutuukirivu. Omukono gwo ogwa ddyo gukole ebyewuunyisa.
5 Thy sharpened arrows—people will fall down beneath thee—[will enter] into the heart of the king's enemies.
Obusaale bwo obwogi bufumite emitima gy’abalabe ba kabaka; afuge amawanga.
6 Thy throne, given of God, endureth for ever and ever: the sceptre of equity is the sceptre of thy kingdom.
Entebe yo ey’obwakabaka, Ayi Katonda, ya lubeerera; n’omuggo ogw’obwenkanya gwe guliba ogw’obwakabaka bwo.
7 Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore hath God, thy God, anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy associates.
Oyagala obutuukirivu n’okyawa okukola ebibi; noolwekyo Katonda, Katonda wo, kyavudde akugulumiza n’akufukako amafuta ag’essanyu okusinga bakabaka banno bonna.
8 Of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia are [fragrant] all thy garments: out of palaces of ivory have they made thee joyful with the sound of music.
Ebyambalo byo birina akawoowo ka mmooli ne alowe, ne kasiya. Ebivuga eby’enkoba bikusanyusiza mu mbiri zo ez’amasanga.
9 Kings' daughters are among those dear to thee: the queen standeth on thy right hand in fine gold of Ophir.
Mu bakyala bo mulimu abambejja; namasole ali ku mukono gwo ogwa ddyo ng’ayambadde ebya zaabu ya Ofiri.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and look, and incline thy ear, and forget thy own people, and thy father's house:
Muwala, wuliriza bye nkugamba: “Weerabire ab’ewammwe n’ab’omu nnyumba ya kitaawo.
11 Then will the king long for thy beauty; for he is thy Lord; and bow thyself to him.
Kabaka akulowoozaako nnyo, kubanga walungiwa n’oyitirira; nga bw’ali mukama wo, muwenga ekitiibwa.”
12 And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift: the rich among the people shall entreat thy favor.
Muwala w’e Ttuulo alijja n’ekirabo, abasajja abagagga balikwegayirira obalage ekisa kyo.
13 All gloriously attired awaiteth the king's daughter in the inner chamber: of wrought gold is her garment.
Omuwala wa kabaka ajjudde ekitiibwa mu kisenge kye, ng’ayambadde ekyambalo ekyalukibwa ne zaabu.
14 In embroidered clothes will she be brought unto the king: virgins that follow her, her companions, are brought unto thee.
Aleetebwa mu maaso ga kabaka ng’ayambadde ebyambalo eby’emidalizo emingi. Emperekeze ze zimuwerekerako; bonna ne bajja gy’oli.
15 They are led forth with rejoicings and gladness, they enter into the palace of the king.
Baleetebwa nga bajjudde essanyu n’okweyagala, ne bayingira mu lubiri lwa kabaka.
16 Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children: thou wilt appoint them as princes in all the land.
Batabani bo baliweebwa ebifo bya bajjajjaabwe, olibafuula ng’abalangira mu nsi omwo.
17 I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.
Erinnya lyo linajjukirwanga emirembe gyonna. Amawanga kyeganaavanga gakutendereza emirembe n’emirembe.