Psalms 69
1 “To the chief musician upon Shoshannim, by David.” Save me, O God; for the waters are come even to threaten my life.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Mu ddoboozi ery’Amalanga. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Ondokole, Ayi Katonda, kubanga amazzi gandi mu bulago.
2 I am sunk in the mire of the deep, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of the waters, and the flood overfloweth me.
Ntubira mu bitosi nga sirina we nnywereza kigere. Ntuuse ebuziba n’amataba gansaanikira.
3 I am weary of my calling; my throat is hoarse; my eyes fail, while I hope for my God.
Ndajanye ne nkoowa, n’emimiro ginkaze. Amaaso ganzizeeko ekifu gakooye olw’okutunula enkaliriza nga nnindirira Katonda wange.
4 More than the hairs of my head are those that hate me without a cause; numerous are those that would destroy me, that are my enemies wrongfully: what I have not robbed shall I now restore.
Abo abankyayira obwereere bangi okusinga enviiri ez’oku mutwe gwange; abalabe bange bangi abannoonya okunzita awatali nsonga; ne mpalirizibwa mbaddizeewo ekyo kye sibbanga.
5 O God, thou art well aware of my folly, and my guilty deeds are from thee not hidden.
Ayi Katonda, omanyi obusirusiru bwange, n’okusobya kwange tekukukwekeddwa.
6 Let not those that wait on thee, O Lord Eternal of hosts, be made ashamed through me: let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O God of Israel.
Sisaana kuswaza abo abakwesiga, Ayi Mukama, Mukama ow’Eggye. Abo abakunoonya baleme kuswazibwa ku lwange, Ayi Katonda wa Isirayiri.
7 Because for thy sake have I borne reproach, hath confusion covered my face.
Ngumiikirizza okuvumwa ku lulwo, n’amaaso gange ne gajjula ensonyi.
8 A stranger am I become unto my brothers, and an alien unto my mother's children.
Nfuuse nga omugwira eri baganda bange, munnaggwanga eri abaana ba mmange.
9 Because the zeal for thy house hath devoured me; and the reproaches of those that reproached thee are fallen upon me.
Nzijudde obuggya olw’ennyumba yo, n’abo abakuvuma bavuma nze.
10 When I wept at the fasting of my soul, it became a reproach to me.
Bwe nkaaba ne nsiiba, ekyo nakyo ne kinvumisa.
11 And when I made sackcloth my garment, I became a proverb to them.
Bwe nnyambala ebibukutu ne nfuuka eky’okuzanyisa kyabwe.
12 Those that sit in the gate talk against me; and [about me make] songs the drinkers of strong drink.
Abo abatuula ku mulyango gw’ekibuga banduulira, era nfuuse luyimba lw’abatamiivu.
13 But as for me, I direct my prayer unto thee, O Lord, in a time of favor; O God, in the multitude of thy kindness: answer me in the truth of thy salvation.
Naye nze, Ayi Mukama, nsaba ggwe, mu kiseera eky’ekisa kyo. Olw’okwagala kwo okungi, onnyanukule, Ayi Katonda, ondokole nga bwe wasuubiza.
14 Deliver me out of the mire, that I may not sink: let me be delivered from those that hate me, and out of the depths of the waters.
Onnyinyulule mu ttosi nneme okutubira; omponye abankyawa, onzigye mu mazzi amangi;
15 Let not the flood of waters overflow me, and let not the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit close its mouth upon me.
amataba galeme okumbuutikira n’obuziba okunsanyaawo, n’ennyanja ereme okummira.
16 Answer me, O Lord; for thy kindness is good: according to the multitude of thy mercies turn thou unto me.
Onnyanukule, Ayi Mukama olw’obulungi bw’okwagala kwo; onkyukire olw’okusaasira kwo okungi.
17 And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in distress: make haste and answer me.
Tokisa muddu wo maaso go; yanguwa okunziramu, kubanga ndi mu kabi.
18 Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: because of my enemies do thou ransom me.
Onsemberere onziruukirire, onnunule mu balabe bange.
19 Thou well knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion: before thee are all my assailants.
Omanyi bwe nsekererwa, ne bwe nswazibwa ne bwe siteekebwamu kitiibwa, era n’abalabe bange bonna obamanyi.
20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am sick; and I waited for pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
Okusekererwa kunkutudde omutima era kummazeemu amaanyi. Nanoonya okusaasirwa ne kumbula, n’ow’okumpooyawooya naye nga simulaba.
21 And they put into my food gall; and in my thirst they give me vinegar to drink.
Mu kifo ky’emmere bampa mususa, era bwe nalumwa ennyonta bampa nkaatu.
22 May [then] their table become a snare before them: and to those that are at peace, a trap.
Emmere yaabwe gye bategese okulya ebafuukire ekyambika, n’embaga zaabwe ez’ebiweebwayo zibafuukire omutego.
23 May their eyes become dark, that they cannot see; and make their loins continually to waver.
Amaaso gaabwe gazibe baleme okulaba, n’emigongo gyabwe gyewetenga ennaku zonna.
24 Pour out over them thy indignation, and let the heat of thy anger overtake them.
Bayiweeko ekiruyi kyo, obamalewo n’obusungu obw’amaanyi go obungi.
25 May their palace become desolate: in their tents let no one dwell.
Ebifo byabwe bifuuke bifulukwa, waleme kubaawo n’omu abeera mu weema zaabwe.
26 For whom thou hast smitten they persecute; and of the pain of those whom thou but wounded do they converse.
Kubanga bayigganya oyo gw’ofumise, ne boogera ku bulumi bw’oyo gw’olumizza.
27 Lay guilt upon their guilt; and let them not come into thy righteousness.
Bavunaane omusango kina gumu, era tobaganya kugabana ku bulokozi bwo.
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of the living; and with the righteous let them not be written down.
Bawanduukululwe mu kitabo ky’obulamu; baleme kulabika ku lukalala lw’abatuukirivu.
29 But I am poor and suffering: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.
Ndi mu bulumi era mu nnaku; obulokozi bwo, Ayi Katonda, bunkuume.
30 I will praise the name of God with song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Nnaatenderezanga erinnya lya Katonda nga nnyimba; nnaamugulumizanga n’okwebaza.
31 And this will please the Lord better than an ox or bullock having horns and cloven hoofs.
Kino kinaasanyusanga Mukama okusinga okumuwa ente ennume, oba okumuwa seddume n’amayembe gaayo, n’ebigere byayo.
32 The meek will see this, and be rejoiced: ye that seek God, and your heart shall revive.
Abaavu banaakirabanga ne basanyuka; mmwe abanoonya Katonda omutima gwammwe ne gubeera omulamu.
33 For the Lord listeneth unto the needy, and his prisoners he despiseth not.
Kubanga Mukama awulira abo abali mu kwetaaga, era ababe ne bwe baba mu busibe, tabanyooma.
34 Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein.
Kale eggulu n’ensi bimutenderezenga awamu n’ennyanja zonna n’ebyo ebizirimu.
35 For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah: that they may abide there, and have it in possession:
Kubanga Katonda alirokola Sayuuni, n’ebibuga bya Yuda n’abizimba buggya, abantu ne babibeerangamu nga byabwe.
36 And the seed of his servants shall inherit it; and they that love his name shall dwell therein.
Abaana b’abaweereza be balikisikira; n’abo abaagala erinnya lya Mukama omwo mmwe banaabeeranga.
