Psalms 28
1 BY DAVID. To You, O YHWH, I call, My rock, do not be silent to me! Lest You are silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nkukoowoola ggwe, Ayi Mukama, Olwazi lwange, tolema kumpuliriza; kubanga bw’onoonsiriikirira nzija kuba nga bali abakkirira mu kinnya.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, In my crying to You, In my lifting up my hands toward your holy oracle.
Owulire eddoboozi ery’okwegayirira kwange, nga mpanise emikono gyange okwolekera ekifo kyo ekisinga byonna obutukuvu, nga nkukaabirira okunnyamba.
3 Do not draw me with the wicked, And with workers of iniquity, Speaking peace with their neighbors, And evil in their heart.
Tontwalira mu boonoonyi, abakola ebibi; abanyumya obulungi ne bannaabwe, so ng’emitima gyabwe gijjudde bukyayi bwerere.
4 Give to them according to their acting, And according to the evil of their doings. Give to them according to the work of their hands. Return their deed to them.
Basasule ng’ebikolwa byabwe bwe biri, n’olw’ebyambyone bye bakoze. Basasule olwa byonna emikono gyabwe gye bisobezza, obabonereze nga bwe basaanidde.
5 For they do not attend to the doing of YHWH, And to the work of His hands. He throws them down, And does not build them up.
Olwokubanga tebafaayo ku mirimu gya Mukama, oba ku ebyo bye yakola n’emikono gye, alibazikiririza ddala, era talibaddiramu.
6 Blessed [is] YHWH, For He has heard the voice of my supplications.
Atenderezebwe Mukama, kubanga awulidde eddoboozi ly’okwegayirira kwange.
7 YHWH [is] my strength, and my shield, In Him my heart trusted, and I have been helped. And my heart exults, And I thank Him with my song.
Mukama ge maanyi gange, era ye ngabo yange, ye gwe neesiga. Bwe ntyo ne nyambibwa. Omutima gwange gunaajaguzanga, ne mmuyimbira ennyimba ez’okumwebazanga.
8 YHWH [is] strength to him, Indeed, the strength of the salvation of His anointed [is] He.
Mukama y’awa abantu be amaanyi, era kye kiddukiro eky’obulokozi bw’oyo gwe yafukako amafuta.
9 Save Your people, and bless Your inheritance, And feed them, and carry them for all time!
Olokole abantu bo, obawe omukisa abalonde bo. Obakulemberenga ng’omusumba, era obawanirirenga emirembe gyonna.
