Psalms 51
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David, When Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in unto Bath-sheba'.” Be gracious unto me, O God, according to thy kindness: according to the greatness of thy mercies blot out my transgressions.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnabbi Nasani bwe yajja eri Dawudi, Dawudi ng’amaze okutwala Basuseba n’okutemula bba, Uliya. Onsaasire, Ayi Mukama, ggwe alina okwagala okutaggwaawo. Olw’okusaasira kwo okungi nziggyaako ebyonoono byange byonna.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
Nnaazaako obutali butuukirivu bwange, ontukulize ddala okuva mu kibi kyange.
3 For of my transgressions I have full knowledge; and my sin is before me continually.
Ebyonoono byange mbikkiriza, era ebibi byange mbimanyi bulijjo.
4 To thee, thee only, have I sinned, and what is evil in thy eyes have I done: —in order that thou mightest be righteous when thou speakest, be justified when thou judgest.
Ggwe wennyini ggwe nnyonoonye, ne nkola ebitali bya butuukirivu mu maaso go ng’olaba; noolwekyo by’oyogera bituufu, era n’ensala yo ey’omusango ya bwenkanya.
5 Behold, in iniquity was I brought forth; and in sin did my mother conceive me.
Ddala, nazaalibwa mu kibi; kasookedde ntondebwa mu lubuto lwa mmange ndi mwonoonyi.
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: therefore do thou cause me to know wisdom in the recesses [of the heart].
Oyagala amazima agaviira ddala mu mutima gwange. Ompe amagezi munda ddala mu nze.
7 Cleanse me from sin with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Onnaaze n’ezobu ntukule onnaaze ntukule n’okusinga omuzira.
8 Cause me to hear gladness and joy; that the bones which thou hast crushed may rejoice.
Onzirize essanyu n’okwesiima, amagumba gange ge wamenyaamenya gasanyuke.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, and all my iniquities do thou blot out.
Totunuulira bibi byange, era osangule ebyonoono byange byonna.
10 Create unto me a clean heart, O God; and a firm spirit renew thou within me.
Ontondemu omutima omulongoofu, Ayi Katonda, era onteekemu omwoyo omulungi munda yange.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence; and thy holy spirit do not take from me.
Tongoba w’oli, era tonzigyako Mwoyo wo Omutukuvu.
12 Restore unto me the gladness of thy salvation; and with a liberal spirit do thou support me.—
Onkomezeewo essanyu ery’obulokozi bwo, era ompe omutima ogugondera by’oyagala,
13 I will teach transgressors thy ways, and sinners shall return unto thee.
ndyoke njigirizenga aboonoonyi amakubo go, n’abakola ebibi bakukyukirenga bakomewo gy’oli.
14 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation; [that] my tongue may sing aloud of thy righteousness.
Ondokole mu kibi eky’okuyiwa omusaayi, Ayi Katonda, ggwe Katonda ow’obulokozi bwange; olulimi lwange lunaatenderezanga obutuukirivu bwo.
15 O Lord, open thou my lips, and my mouth shall declare thy praise.
Ayi Mukama, yasamya emimwa gyange, n’akamwa kange kanaakutenderezanga.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: in burnt-offering hast thou no delight.
Tosanyukira ssaddaaka, nandigikuleetedde; n’ebiweebwayo ebyokebwa tobisanyukira.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, wilt thou not despise.
Ssaddaaka Katonda gy’ayagala gwe mwoyo ogutegedde okusobya kwagwo. Omutima ogumenyese era oguboneredde, Ayi Katonda, toogugayenga.
18 Do good in thy favor unto Zion; build thou the walls of Jerusalem.
Okulaakulanye Sayuuni nga bw’osiima. Yerusaalemi okizzeeko bbugwe waakyo.
19 Then wilt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt-offering and entire offering: then shall bullocks be offered upon thy altar.
Olyoke osanyukire ssaddaaka ey’obutuukirivu, ebiweebwayo ebyokebwa ebikusanyusa; n’ente ziweebweyo ku kyoto kyo.
