Psalms 144
1 [A Psalm off] David. Blessed be the LORD my rock, which teacheth my hands to war, [and] my fingers to fight:
Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Atenderezebwe Mukama, olwazi lwange, atendeka emikono gyange okulwana, era ateekerateekera engalo zange olutalo.
2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
Mukama anjagala ye Katonda wange era kye kiddukiro kyange, ge maanyi gange amangi era ye mulokozi wange. Ye ngabo yange mwe neekweka. Awangula amawanga n’agassa wansi w’ebigere byange.
3 LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
Ayi Mukama, omuntu kye ki ggwe okumufaako, oba omwana w’omuntu, ggwe okumulowoozaako?
4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Omuntu ali nga mukka. Ennaku ze ziri ng’ekisiikirize ekiyita obuyisi.
5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Yawula mu ggulu lyo, Ayi Mukama, okke! Kwata ku nsozi zinyooke omukka!
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
Myansa abalabe basaasaane, era lasa obusaale bwo obazikirize.
7 Stretch forth thine hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strangers;
Ogolole omukono gwo ng’osinziira waggulu ennyo, omponye, onzigye mu mazzi amangi, era onzigye mu mikono gya bannamawanga;
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
ab’emimwa egyogera eby’obulimba, abalayira nti kya mazima, so nga bulimba bwereere.
9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
Ayi Mukama, nnaakuyimbiranga oluyimba oluggya; nnaakukubiranga ennanga ey’enkoba ekkumi,
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
ggwe awa bakabaka obuwanguzi; amponya, nze omuddu wo Dawudi, ekitala ekyogi.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Ndokola, omponye onzigye mu mukono gwa bannamawanga bano ab’emimwa egyogera eby’obulimba, era omukono gwabwe ogwa ddyo gwa bulimba.
12 When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth; and our daughters as corner stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
Batabani baffe mu buvubuka bwabwe, Ayi Mukama, babeere ng’ebisimbe ebikulidde ddala obulungi, ne bawala baffe babe ng’empagi ennungi ez’oku nsonda okuzimbirwa ennyumba ya kabaka mu lubiri.
13 [When] our garners are full, affording all manner of store; [and] our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
Amawanika gaffe gajjule ebibala ebya buli ngeri. Endiga zaffe zizaale enkumi n’obukumi zijjule amalundiro gaffe.
14 [When] our oxen are well laden; [when there is] no breaking in, and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets;
Ente zaffe ziwalule ebizito. Ebisenge by’ekibuga bireme kumenyebwa. Waleme kubaawo kukaaba n’okwaziirana kwonna mu nguudo ez’omu bibuga byaffe.
15 Happy is the people, that is in such a case: [yea], happy is the people, whose God is the LORD.
Abantu abaweereddwa emikisa egyo beesiimye! Balina omukisa abantu abo abalina Katonda waabwe nga ye Mukama.
