Psalms 84
1 “To the chief musician upon Gittith, by the sons of Korach, a psalm.” How lovely are thy dwelling-places, O Lord of hosts!
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Eweema zo nga nnungi, Ayi Mukama ow’Eggye!
2 My soul desired, yea, it also longed for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh shout with joy unto the living God.
Omwoyo gwange guyaayaana, gwagala na kuzirika, olw’empya za Mukama, omutima gwange n’omubiri gwange bikoowoola Katonda omulamu.
3 Even as the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young: —[have I found] thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Weewaawo, ne nkazaluggya yeekoledde ekisu, n’akataayi ennyumba mwe binaakulizanga abaana baabyo awo okumpi n’Ebyoto byo, Ayi Mukama Ayinzabyonna, Kabaka wange, era Katonda wange.
4 Happy are they who dwell in thy house: they will be continually praising thee. (Selah)
Balina omukisa ababeera mu nnyumba yo, banaakutenderezanga.
5 Happy is the man whose strong confidence is in thee, [all] whose heart reflecteth on the paths [of righteousness].
Alina omukisa omuntu eyeesiga amaanyi go, era assaayo omwoyo okutambulira mu makubo go.
6 Passing through the valley of weeping, they will change it into a spring: also the early rain covereth it with blessings.
Bayita mu kiwonvu Baka, ne bakifuula ekifo ky’ensulo; n’enkuba ya ddumbi n’ejjuza ebidiba byakyo.
7 They go from strength to strength, each of them appeareth before God in Zion.
Bagenda beeyongera amaanyi, okutuusa lwe batuuka mu maaso ga Katonda mu Sayuuni.
8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah)
Wulira okusaba kwange, Ayi Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye; mpuliriza, Ayi Katonda wa Yakobo.
9 [Thou, ] our shield, behold, O God, and look upon the face of thy anointed.
Ayi Katonda, Engabo yaffe, tunuulira kabaka wo n’okusaasira oyo gwe wafukako amafuta.
10 For better is a day in thy courts than a thousand [elsewhere]: I would rather choose to wait at the threshold of the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Okumala olunaku olumu mu mpya zo, kisinga okubeera emyaka olukumi mu bifo ebirala. Njagala okuba omuggazi mu nnyumba ya Katonda wange, okusinga okubeeranga mu weema z’abakola ebibi.
11 For a sun and shield is the Lord God; grace and glory will the Lord give; he will not withhold any good from those that walk with integrity.
Kubanga Mukama Katonda ye njuba yaffe era ye ngabo yaffe; atuwa emikisa gye awamu n’ekitiibwa; tewaliiwo kirungi na kimu ky’ataawa abo abatambulira mu makubo ge nga tebaliiko kyakunenyezebwa.
12 O Lord of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in thee.
Ayi Mukama ow’Eggye alina omukisa omuntu akwesiga.
