Psalms 62
1 To the Chief Musician. On Jeduthun—A Melody of David. Surely, towards God, silence [becometh] my soul, From him, is my salvation:
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ya Yedusuni. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Emmeeme yange ewummulira mu Katonda yekka; oyo obulokozi bwange mwe buva.
2 Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be greatly shaken!
Ye yekka, lwe lwazi lwange era bwe bulokozi bwange; ye kye kigo kyange siinyeenyezebwenga n’akatono.
3 How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, —Like a wall that bulgeth, —a fence pushed in!
Mulituusa ddi nga mulumba omuntu, mmwe mwenna okwagala okumusuula wansi ng’ekisenge ekyewunzise era ng’olukomera oluyuuguuma?
4 Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, —With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. (Selah)
Bateesa okumuggya mu kifo kye ekinywevu, basanyukira eby’obulimba. Basaba omukisa n’emimwa gyabwe so nga munda bakolima.
5 Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:
Emmeeme yange ewummulire mu Katonda yekka; kubanga mu ye mwe muli essuubi lyange.
6 Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be shaken!
Ye yekka lwe lwazi lwange era bwe bulokozi bwange, ye kye kigo kyange, siinyeenyezebwenga.
7 Upon God, [depend] my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.
Okulokolebwa kwange n’ekitiibwa kyange biri mu Katonda yekka; ye lwe lwazi lwange olw’amaanyi era kye kiddukiro kyange.
8 Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. (Selah)
Mumwesigenga bulijjo mmwe abantu, mumutegeezenga byonna ebiri mu mitima gyammwe, kubanga Katonda kye kiddukiro kyaffe.
9 Surely, vanity, are men of low degree, Deception, men of high degree, —In the balances, they go up, They, are [made] of vanity, altogether.
Abaana b’abantu mukka bukka, abazaalibwa mu bugagga bulimba bwereere; ne bwe bageraageranyizibwa ku minzaani, n’omukka gubasinga okuzitowa.
10 Do not trust in extortion, Nor, with robbery, become vain, As for wealth, when it beareth fruit, Do not set [thereon your] heart.
Temwesigamanga ku bujoozi wadde ku bintu ebibbe. Temuyitirira okwewaanirawaanira mu bugagga bwammwe ne bwe bweyongeranga, era temubumalirangako mwoyo gwammwe.
11 One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, [there are] which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;
Katonda ayogedde ekintu kimu, kyokka nze nziggyemu ebintu bibiri nti: Katonda, oli w’amaanyi,
12 And, thine, O My Lord, is lovingkindness, —For, thou, wilt pay back unto every man—according to his deed.
era ggwe, Ayi Mukama, ojjudde okwagala. Ddala olisasula buli muntu ng’ebikolwa bye bwe biri.
