Psalms 59
1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not Destroy." A precious Psalm of David. When Saul sent, and they watched the house, to kill him. Rescue me from my foes, O my God, From them who lift themselves up against me, wilt thou set me on high:
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Tozikiriza.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi, Sawulo bwe yatuma bakuume enju ya Dawudi bamutte. Ayi Katonda wange, mponya abalabe bange; onnwanirire, abantu bwe bangolokokerako.
2 Rescue me, from the workers of iniquity, And, from the men of bloodshed, save me.
Omponye abakola ebitali bya butuukirivu, era ondokole mu batemu.
3 For lo! they have lain in wait for my life, Mighty ones stir up strife against me, Without transgression of mine, and without sin of mine, O Yahweh;
Laba banneekwekeredde nga banteega okunzita. Abasajja ab’amaanyi abakambwe banneekobera, Ayi Mukama, so nga soonoonye wadde okubaako ne kye nsobezza.
4 For no iniquity, do they run that they may take their stand, Rouse thyself to meet me, and see.
Sirina kye nsobezza, naye bateekateeka okunnumba. Tunuulira obuzibu bwange, osituke, onnyambe.
5 Thou, therefore, O Yahweh, God of hosts, God of Israel, Awake, to visit all the nations, Do not show favour to any iniquitous traitors. (Selah)
Ayi Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye, Katonda wa Isirayiri, golokoka obonereze amawanga gonna; abo bonna abasala enkwe tobasaasira.
6 They return at evening, They grow like a dog, And go round the city.
Bakomawo buli kiro, nga babolooga ng’embwa, ne batambulatambula mu kibuga.
7 Lo! they belch forth with their mouth, Swords, are in their lips, For [say they], Who doth hear?
Laba, bwe bavuma! Ebigambo biwamatuka mu kamwa kaabwe ng’ebitala, nga boogera nti, “Ani atuwulira?”
8 Thou, therefore, O Yahweh, wilt laugh at them, Thou wilt mock at all nations.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Mukama, obasekerera, era amawanga ago gonna oganyooma.
9 O my Strength, unto thee, will I make melody, For, God, is my high tower.
Ayi Katonda, Amaanyi gange, nnaakwesiganga era nnaakutenderezanga, kubanga ggwe kigo kyange ekinywevu.
10 My God of lovingkindness, will come to meet me, God, will let me look on mine adversaries.
Katonda wange anjagala anankulemberanga, ne ndyoka neeyagalira ku balabe bange.
11 Do not slay them, lest my people forget, Cause them to wander by thy strength, and prostrate them, [Thou] our shield, O Lord!
Tobatta, Ayi Mukama, engabo yaffe, abantu bange baleme kwerabira; mu buyinza bwo obungi, baleke batangetange; n’oluvannyuma obakkakkanyize ddala.
12 The sin of their mouth, The word of their lips, Let them then be captured in their pride, Both for the oath and for the deception they record.
Amalala gaabwe n’ebyonoono ebiva mu kamwa kaabwe, n’ebigambo by’oku mimwa gyabwe leka byonna bibatege ng’omutego. Kubanga bakolima era ne boogera eby’obulimba.
13 Bring to a full end in wrath, Bring to a full end, that they be no more, —That men may know that, God, is ruling in Jacob, Unto the ends of the earth. (Selah)
Bamaleewo n’ekiruyi kyo, bamalirewo ddala; amawanga gonna galyoke gategeere nga Katonda wa Yakobo y’afuga ensi yonna.
14 Let them return, then, at evening, Let them growl like a dog, And go round the city.
Bakomawo nga buwungedde nga babolooga ng’embwa, ne batambulatambula mu kibuga.
15 They, may prowl about for food, —And, if they are not satisfied, then let them whine!
Banoonya emmere buli wantu mu kibuga, ne bawowoggana bwe batakkuta.
16 But, I, will sing thy power, And will shout aloud, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, —For thou has become a refuge for me, And a place to flee to in the day of my distress.
Naye nze nnaayimbanga nga ntendereza amaanyi go; mu makya nnaayimbanga ku kwagala kwo; kubanga ggwe kigo kyange, era ggwe kiddukiro kyange mu buzibu bwange.
17 O my Strength, unto thee, will I make melody, For, God, is my high tower, my God of lovingkindness.
Ggwe, Ayi Katonda, Amaanyi gange, nnaakuyimbiranga nga nkutendereza; kubanga ggwe kigo kyange, era ggwe Katonda wange, anjagala.
