Psalms 92
1 “A psalm or song for the sabbath day.” It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High:
Zabbuli. Oluyimba lwa Ssabbiiti. Kirungi okwebazanga Mukama, n’okuyimba ennyimba n’okutenderezanga erinnya lyo, Ayi Ggwe, Ali Waggulu Ennyo;
2 To tell in the morning of thy kindness, and of thy faithfulness in the nights.
okutendanga okwagala kwo okutakoma buli nkya, n’okutendanga obwesigwa bwo buli kiro.
3 Upon a ten-stringed instrument, and upon the psaltery; and with the sweet sound of the harp.
Okukutenderezanga n’amaloboozi g’enkoba z’ennanga n’endere awamu n’entongooli.
4 For thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Lord, through thy doing: because of the works of thy hands will I triumph.
Kubanga ggwe, Ayi Mukama, onkoledde ebinsanyusizza; kyenva nkuyimbira n’essanyu olw’emirimu gy’emikono gyo.
5 How great are thy works, O Lord! exceedingly profound are thy thoughts.
Emirimu gyo nga mikulu, Ayi Mukama; ebirowoozo byo nga tebitegeerekeka!
6 A brutish man knoweth it not, and a fool cannot understand this.
Omuntu atalina magezi tamanyi; n’omusirusiru kino tasobola kukitegeera;
7 When the wicked spring up like herbs, and when all the workers of wickedness do flourish; it is that they may be destroyed evermore.
newaakubadde ng’abakola ebibi baloka ng’omuddo, n’aboonoonyi bonna ne bafuna ebirungi, boolekedde okuzikirira okw’emirembe n’emirembe!
8 But thou art exalted to eternity, O Lord!
Naye ggwe, Ayi Mukama, ogulumizibwa emirembe gyonna.
9 For, lo, thy enemies, O Lord, for, lo, thy enemies shall perish: all the workers of wickedness shall be scattered.
Kubanga abalabe bo, Ayi Mukama, abalabe bo balizikirira, abakola ebibi bonna balisaasaanyizibwa.
10 But thou exaltest my horn like that of a reem: I am anointed with fresh oil.
Naye nze wanfuula wa maanyi okwenkana embogo, n’onfukako amafuta amalungi.
11 And my eye looketh on [the punishment of] those that regard me with envy: of the evildoers that rise up against me my ears shall bear it.
Amaaso gaalaba bbugwe ng’agwa ku balabe bange; n’amatu gange gawulidde akabi akatuuse ku abo abanjigganya.
12 The righteous shall spring up like the palm-tree: like a cedar in Lebanon shall he grow high.
Abatuukirivu balyegolola ng’enkindu, ne bakula ne bawanvuwa ng’emivule gy’e Lebanooni.
13 Planted in the house of the Lord, in the courts of our God shall they spring up.
Egisimbibwa mu nnyumba ya Mukama. Baligimukira mu mpya za Katonda waffe.
14 They shall still flourish in high old age; they shall be vigorous and covered with foliage;
Ne mu bukadde bwabwe balibala ebibala; baliba balamu era abagimu,
15 To declare that the Lord is upright: he is my rock, and there is no faultiness in him.
kiryoke kitegeeze nti, Mukama w’amazima, lwe Lwazi lwange era mu ye temuli butali butuukirivu.
