Psalms 13

1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Olinneerabira kutuusa ddi, Ayi Mukama? Okutuusa emirembe gyonna? Olikomya ddi okunkweka amaaso go?

2 How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

Okulumwa mu mmeeme yange kulikoma ddi, n’okunyolwa okwa buli lunaku mu mutima gwange kuliggwaamu ddi? Abalabe bange balikomya ddi okumpangulanga nga beegulumiza?

3 Have regard! answer me O Yahweh my God, —Light up mine eyes, lest I sleep on into death:

Onnyanukule, Ayi Mukama Katonda wange; onzizeemu amaanyi nneme okufa.

4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed over him! and, mine adversaries, exult, that I totter.

Si kulwa ng’omulabe wange yeewaana nti, “Mmuwangudde;” abalabe bange ne bajaguza nga ngudde.

5 But, I, in thy lovingkindness, have put my trust, My heart shall exult in thy salvation:

Naye nze neesiga okwagala kwo okutajjulukuka; era omutima gwange gunaasanyukiranga mu bulokozi bwo.

6 I will sing to Yahweh, for he hath dealt beautifully with me.

Nnaayimbiranga Mukama, kubanga ankoledde ebirungi.