Psalms 41
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Alina omukisa asaasira omunaku; Mukama amulokola ku lunaku olw’akabi.
2 Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!
Mukama anaamukuumanga anaawonyanga obulamu bwe, era anaamuwanga omukisa mu nsi; n’atamuwaayo eri okwegomba kw’abalabe be.
3 Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
Mukama anaamujjanjabanga nga mulwadde; n’amuwonya mu bulumi.
4 I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:
Nayogera nti, “Ayi Mukama onsaasire omponye; kubanga nnyonoonye mu maaso go.”
5 Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
Abalabe bange boogeza obukyayi nti, “Alifa ddi n’okwerabirwa ne yeerabirwa?”
6 And, if he have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth it.
Bwe bajja okundaba beefuula mikwano gyange; naye munda yaabwe bankyawa era basanyuka okulaba nga ngalamidde awo nnumwa. Bwe bansiibula bagenda beesekera nga bwe baduula.
7 Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
Abalabe bange bonna abo bateesa mu kaama; nga banjogerako ebitali birungi.
8 An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.
Boogera nti, “Endwadde emukutte mbi nnyo, emukubye wansi tayinza kuwona.”
9 Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, —hath magnified his heel against me!
Era ne mukwano gwange gwe neesiganga bwe twalyanga, anneefuukidde.
10 But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Mukama, onsaasire, onzizeemu amaanyi ndyoke nneesasuze.
11 Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.
Mmanyi ng’onsanyukira, kubanga omulabe wange tampangudde.
12 But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
Onnywezezza mu bwesimbu bwange, ne mbeera mu maaso go ennaku zonna.
13 Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!
Atenderezebwenga Mukama Katonda wa Isirayiri, oyo eyabaawo okuva edda n’edda lyonna n’okutuusa emirembe gyonna.
