Psalms 90
1 A Prayer of Moses the man of God. Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.
Okusaba kwa Musa, omusajja wa Katonda. Ayi Mukama, obadde kifo kyaffe eky’okubeeramu emirembe gyonna.
2 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.
Ensozi nga tezinnabaawo, n’ensi yonna nga tonnagitonda; okuva ku ntandikwa okutuusa ku nkomerero y’emirembe gyonna, ggwe Katonda.
3 Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
Omuntu omuzzaayo mu nfuufu, n’oyogera nti, “Mudde mu nfuufu, mmwe abaana b’abantu.”
4 For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
Kubanga emyaka olukumi, gy’oli giri ng’olunaku olumu olwayita, oba ng’ekisisimuka mu kiro.
5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
Obeera n’obamalirawo ddala nga bali mu tulo otw’okufa. Ku makya baba ng’omuddo omuto.
6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
Ku makya guba munyirivu, naye olw’eggulo ne guwotoka ne gukala.
7 For we are consumed in thine anger, and in thy wrath are we troubled.
Ddala ddala obusungu bwo butumalawo, n’obukambwe bwo bututiisa nnyo.
8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
Ebyonoono byaffe obyanjadde mu maaso go, n’ebyo bye tukoze mu kyama obyanise awo w’oli.
9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we bring our years to an end as a tale [that is told].
Ddala ddala tumala ennaku z’obulamu bwaffe zonna ng’otunyiigidde; tukomekkereza emyaka gyaffe n’okusinda.
10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten, or even by reason of strength fourscore years; yet is their pride but labour and sorrow; for it is soon gone, and we fly away.
Obungi bw’ennaku zaffe gy’emyaka nsanvu, oba kinaana bwe tubaamu amaanyi. Naye emyaka egyo gijjula ennaku n’okutegana, era giyita mangu, olwo nga tuggwaawo.
11 Who knoweth the power of thine anger, and thy wrath according to the fear that is due unto thee?
Ani amanyi amaanyi g’obusungu bwo? Kubanga ekiruyi kyo kingi ng’ekitiibwa kye tusaana okukuwa bwe kyenkana.
12 So teach us to number our days, that we may get us an heart of wisdom.
Otuyigirize okutegeeranga obulungi ennaku zaffe, tulyoke tubeere n’omutima ogw’amagezi.
13 Return, O LORD; how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants.
Ayi Mukama, komawo gye tuli. Olitusuula kutuusa ddi? Abaweereza bo bakwatirwe ekisa.
14 O satisfy us in the morning with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Tujjuze okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo ku makya, tulyoke tuyimbenga nga tujaguza n’essanyu era tusanyukenga obulamu bwaffe bwonna.
15 Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.
Tusanyuse, Ayi Mukama, okumala ennaku nga ze tumaze ng’otubonyaabonya, era n’okumala emyaka nga gye tumaze nga tulaba ennaku.
16 Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory upon their children.
Ebikolwa byo biragibwe abaweereza bo, n’abaana baabwe balabe ekitiibwa kyo.
17 And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.
Okusaasira kwo, Ayi Mukama Katonda waffe, kubeerenga ku ffe, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe; weewaawo, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe.
