Psalms 55
1 TO THE OVERSEER. WITH STRINGED INSTRUMENTS. AN INSTRUCTION OF DAVID. Give ear, O God, [to] my prayer, And do not hide from my supplication.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Eyimbibwa n’ebivuga eby’enkoba. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Owulirize okusaba kwange, Ayi Katonda, togaya kwegayirira kwange.
2 Attend to me, and answer me, I mourn in my (meditation) and make a noise,
Ompulire era onziremu, kubanga ndi mu buzibu, nga nsinda olw’okweraliikirira okunene.
3 Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
Mpulira amaloboozi g’abalabe bange; ababi bankanulidde amaaso ne banvuma nga bajjudde obusungu.
4 My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
Omutima gwange gulumwa nnyo munda yange; entiisa y’okufa entuukiridde.
5 Fear and trembling come to me, And horror covers me.
Okutya n’okukankana binnumbye; entiisa empitiridde.
6 And I say, “Who gives to me a pinion as a dove?” I fly away and rest,
Ne njogera nti, Singa nnina ebiwaawaatiro ng’ejjiba, nandibuuse ne ŋŋenda mpummulako.
7 Behold, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. (Selah)
“Nandiraze wala nnyo, ne mbeera eyo mu ddungu;
8 I hurry escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
nandiyanguye ne ntuuka mu kifo kyange eky’okuwummuliramu, eteri kibuyaga na mpewo ekunta n’amaanyi.”
9 Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.
Mukama tabulatabula ennimi z’ababi, ozikirize enkwe zaabwe; kubanga ndaba obukambwe n’okulwanagana mu kibuga.
10 By day and by night they go around it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness [are] in its midst,
Beetooloola bbugwe waakyo emisana n’ekiro, ne munda mu kyo mujjudde ettima n’ebikolwa ebibi.
11 Mischiefs [are] in its midst. Fraud and deceit do not depart from its street.
Obutemu n’obussi obwa buli ngeri biri mu kibuga omwo. Buli lw’oyita mu nguudo zaakyo osanga bulimba bwereere na kutiisibwatiisibwa.
12 For an enemy does not reproach me, or I bear [it], He who is hating me Has not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
Singa omulabe wange y’abadde anvuma, nandikigumiikirizza; singa oyo atakkiriziganya nange y’annumbaganye n’anduulira, nandimwekwese.
13 But you, a man—as my equal, My familiar friend, and my acquaintance.
Naye ggwe munnange, bwe tuyita, era mukwano gwange ddala!
14 When together we sweeten counsel, We walk into the house of God in company.
Gwe twabanga naye mu ssanyu ng’abooluganda, nga tutambulira mu kibiina ekinene mu nnyumba ya Katonda.
15 Desolations [are] on them, They go down [to] Sheol—alive, For wickedness [is] in their dwelling, in their midst. (Sheol h7585)
Okufa kubatuukirire, bakke emagombe nga bakyali balamu; kubanga bajjudde okukola ebibi. (Sheol h7585)
16 I call to God, and YHWH saves me.
Naye nze nkoowoola Mukama Katonda, n’andokola.
17 Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He hears my voice,
Ekiro, ne mu makya ne mu ttuntu, ndaajana nga bwe nsinda; n’awulira eddoboozi lyange.
18 He has ransomed my soul in peace From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.
Amponyezza mu lutalo nga siriiko kintuseeko newaakubadde ng’abannwanyisizza babadde bangi.
19 God hears and afflicts them, And He sits of old. (Selah) Because they have no changes, and do not fear God,
Katonda oyo atudde ku ntebe ye ebbanga lyonna, aliwulira n’ababonereza abo abatakyusa makubo gaabwe era abatatya Katonda.
20 He has sent forth his hands against his well-wishers, He has defiled his covenant.
Agololera emikono gye ku mikwano gye; n’amenya endagaano ye.
21 His mouth has been sweeter than honey, And his heart [is] war! His words have been softer than oil, And they [are] drawn [swords].
By’ayogera bigonvu okusinga omuzigo, so nga mu mutima gwe alowooza lutalo; ebigambo bye biweweera okusinga amafuta, so nga munda mu mutima gwe asowodde bitala byennyini.
22 Cast on YHWH that which He has given you, And He sustains you, He does not permit the moving of the righteous forever.
Ebizibu byo byonna bireete eri Mukama, ajja kukuwanirira; kubanga talireka mutuukirivu kugwa.
23 And You, O God, bring them down To a pit of destruction, Men of blood and deceit do not reach to half their days, And I trust in You!
Naye ggwe, Ayi Katonda, olisuula abakola ebibi mu kinnya eky’okuzikirira; era abatemu n’abalimba bonna tebagenda kuwangaala kimu kyakubiri eky’obulamu bwabwe. Naye nze, neesiga ggwe.
