Psalms 17
1 A Prayer of David. Hear, O Yahweh, the right, Attend to my loud cry, Give ear unto my prayer, on lips that would not deceive:
Okusaba kwa Dawudi. Wulira, Ayi Mukama, okukoowoola kwange nga nneegayirira, wuliriza okukaaba kwange. Tega okutu owulirize okukoowoola kwange, kubanga tekuva ku mimwa gya bulimba.
2 From before thee, let my sentence come forth, Thine eyes, behold with equity.
Nzigyako omusango; kubanga olaba ekituufu.
3 Thou hast tested my heart, hast made inspection by night, hast refined me until thou couldst find nothing, Had I devised evil, my mouth should not have transgressed:
Weekenneenyezza omutima gwange era n’onkebera n’ekiro. Ne bw’onongezesa toobeeko kibi ky’onsangamu; kubanga mmaliridde obutayogeranga bya bulimba.
4 As for the workings of men, By the word of thy lips, have, I, taken heed of the paths of the violent one.
Ggwe, gwe nkoowoola, ngoberedde ebigambo by’akamwa ko, ne neewala ebikolwa by’abantu abakambwe.
5 Thou hast held fast my goings on to thy ways, My footsteps have not been shaken:
Nnyweredde mu makubo go, era ebigere byange tebiigalekenga.
6 I, have called upon thee, for thou wilt answer me, O GOD, —Incline thine ear unto me, Hear thou my speech:
Nkukoowoola, Ayi Katonda, kubanga mmanyi ng’onnyanukula; ontegere okutu kwo owulire okusaba kwange.
7 Let thy lovingkindness be distinguished, thou Saviour of such as seek refuge from them who lift themselves up against thy right hand.
Ndaga okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo, okwewuunyisa, ggwe alokola n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo abo bonna abakweyuna nga badduka abalabe baabwe.
8 Guard me, as the pupil of the eye, —Under the shadow of thy wings, wilt thou hide me:
Onkuume ng’emmunye ey’eriiso lyo; onkweke mu kisiikirize ky’ebiwaawaatiro byo.
9 From the face of lawless ones who have treated me with violence, the foes of my soul, who come round against me:
Omponye ababi abannumba, n’abalabe bange abanneetoolodde.
10 Their own fat [heart], have they shut up, —With their mouth, have they spoken proudly.
Omutima gwabwe mukakanyavu, n’akamwa kaabwe koogera by’amalala.
11 As for our own goings, now, have they surrounded us, —Their eyes, they fix, bending to the earth:
Banzingizza era banneetoolodde; bansimbye amaaso nga beeteeseteese okunsuula wansi.
12 His likeness, is as a lion, that longeth to rend, and as a young lion, lurking in secret places.
Bali ng’empologoma enjala gy’eruma eyeeteeseteese okutaagula omuyiggo gwayo era ng’empologoma enkulu eteeze.
13 Rise, Yahweh! Confront his face, Bring him down, Deliver my soul from the lawless one [who is] thy sword:
Golokoka n’ekitala kyo, Ayi Mukama, oyolekere abalabe bange obawangule, omponye ababi abo.
14 From men [who are] thy hand, O Yahweh, From the men of this age, whose portion, is among the living, and, with thy treasure, thou fillest their bosom, —They must be satisfied with sons, And must leave their abundance to their children: —
Ayi Mukama, mponya abantu, abantu ab’ensi n’omukono gwo, kubanga balowooleza mu bya bulamu buno byokka, n’emigabo gyabwe giri mu nsi. Embuto zaabwe zigezze, obagaggawazizza ne baterekera n’abaana baabwe ne bazzukulu baabwe.
15 I, in righteousness, shall behold thy face, Shall be satisfied when awakened by a vision of thee.
Nze ndikulaba n’amaaso mu butuukirivu era ndimatira, bwe ndiraba obwenyi bwo nga nzuukuse.
