Psalms 69
1 To the Chief Musician. On "The Lilies." David’s. Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life;
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Mu ddoboozi ery’Amalanga. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Ondokole, Ayi Katonda, kubanga amazzi gandi mu bulago.
2 I have sunk in deep swamp, Where there is no place to stand, I have come into abysses of waters, Where a flood hath overflowed me;
Ntubira mu bitosi nga sirina we nnywereza kigere. Ntuuse ebuziba n’amataba gansaanikira.
3 I am weary with mine outcry, Parched is my throat, —Mine eyes have become dim, through waiting for my God.
Ndajanye ne nkoowa, n’emimiro ginkaze. Amaaso ganzizeeko ekifu gakooye olw’okutunula enkaliriza nga nnindirira Katonda wange.
4 More than the hairs of my head, Are they who hate me without cause, —Firmer than my bones, Are they who are my foes for false cause, —What I had not plundered, then, had I to restore.
Abo abankyayira obwereere bangi okusinga enviiri ez’oku mutwe gwange; abalabe bange bangi abannoonya okunzita awatali nsonga; ne mpalirizibwa mbaddizeewo ekyo kye sibbanga.
5 O God, thou, hast known my folly, And, my wrong-doings, from thee, have not been hid.
Ayi Katonda, omanyi obusirusiru bwange, n’okusobya kwange tekukukwekeddwa.
6 Let them not be ashamed, through me, Who have waited for thee, O My Lord, Yahweh of hosts, —Let them not be confounded, through me, Who are seeking thee, O God of Israel!
Sisaana kuswaza abo abakwesiga, Ayi Mukama, Mukama ow’Eggye. Abo abakunoonya baleme kuswazibwa ku lwange, Ayi Katonda wa Isirayiri.
7 Because, for thy sake, have I borne reproach, Confusion hath covered my face;
Ngumiikirizza okuvumwa ku lulwo, n’amaaso gange ne gajjula ensonyi.
8 One estranged, have I become, to my own brethren, Yea, an alien, to the sons of my own mother;
Nfuuse nga omugwira eri baganda bange, munnaggwanga eri abaana ba mmange.
9 Because, zeal for thy house, hath eaten me up, And, the reproaches of them who have reproached thee, have fallen upon me.
Nzijudde obuggya olw’ennyumba yo, n’abo abakuvuma bavuma nze.
10 When I have humbled my soul with fasting, Then hath it turned to my reproach;
Bwe nkaaba ne nsiiba, ekyo nakyo ne kinvumisa.
11 When I have made my clothing of sackcloth, Then have I served them for a by-word;
Bwe nnyambala ebibukutu ne nfuuka eky’okuzanyisa kyabwe.
12 They who sit in the gate talk against me, —And [against me are] the songs of them who imbibe strong drink.
Abo abatuula ku mulyango gw’ekibuga banduulira, era nfuuse luyimba lw’abatamiivu.
13 But, as for me, my prayer shall be unto thee, O Yahweh, in a time of acceptance, O God, in the abounding of thy lovingkindness, answer me with thy saving faithfulness.
Naye nze, Ayi Mukama, nsaba ggwe, mu kiseera eky’ekisa kyo. Olw’okwagala kwo okungi, onnyanukule, Ayi Katonda, ondokole nga bwe wasuubiza.
14 Rescue me out of the mire, lest I sink, Let me be rescued, From my haters, and, From abysses of waters:
Onnyinyulule mu ttosi nneme okutubira; omponye abankyawa, onzigye mu mazzi amangi;
15 Let not a flood of waters overflow me, And let not the depth swallow me up, Neither let the well close, over me, her mouth.
amataba galeme okumbuutikira n’obuziba okunsanyaawo, n’ennyanja ereme okummira.
16 Answer me, O Yahweh, for good is thy lovingkindness, According to the abounding of thy compassions, turn thou towards me:
Onnyanukule, Ayi Mukama olw’obulungi bw’okwagala kwo; onkyukire olw’okusaasira kwo okungi.
17 Then do not hide thy face from thy servant, Because I am in distress, haste thou—answer me!
Tokisa muddu wo maaso go; yanguwa okunziramu, kubanga ndi mu kabi.
18 Oh draw near unto my soul—redeem it, Because of mine enemies, ransom me.
Onsemberere onziruukirire, onnunule mu balabe bange.
19 Thou, knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion, Before thee, are all mine adversaries.
Omanyi bwe nsekererwa, ne bwe nswazibwa ne bwe siteekebwamu kitiibwa, era n’abalabe bange bonna obamanyi.
20 Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak, —Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any.
Okusekererwa kunkutudde omutima era kummazeemu amaanyi. Nanoonya okusaasirwa ne kumbula, n’ow’okumpooyawooya naye nga simulaba.
21 But they put in my food—poison! And, for my thirst, they gave for my drink—vinegar!
Mu kifo ky’emmere bampa mususa, era bwe nalumwa ennyonta bampa nkaatu.
22 Let their table, before them, become a snare, And unto their friends, a lure;
Emmere yaabwe gye bategese okulya ebafuukire ekyambika, n’embaga zaabwe ez’ebiweebwayo zibafuukire omutego.
23 Let their eyes become too dim to see, And, their loins, continually cause thou to shake;
Amaaso gaabwe gazibe baleme okulaba, n’emigongo gyabwe gyewetenga ennaku zonna.
24 Pour out over them thine indignation, And let, the glow of thine anger, overtake them:
Bayiweeko ekiruyi kyo, obamalewo n’obusungu obw’amaanyi go obungi.
25 Let their encampment become desolate, In their tents, be there none to dwell:
Ebifo byabwe bifuuke bifulukwa, waleme kubaawo n’omu abeera mu weema zaabwe.
26 For, whom, thou thyself, hadst smitten, they pursued, And, unto the pain of thy wounded ones, they must needs add.
Kubanga bayigganya oyo gw’ofumise, ne boogera ku bulumi bw’oyo gw’olumizza.
27 Lay punishment on their iniquity, And let them not enter into thy righteousness;
Bavunaane omusango kina gumu, era tobaganya kugabana ku bulokozi bwo.
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of life, And, with the righteous, let them not be enrolled.
Bawanduukululwe mu kitabo ky’obulamu; baleme kulabika ku lukalala lw’abatuukirivu.
29 I, then, am humbled and in pain, Thy salvation, O God, may it set me on high.
Ndi mu bulumi era mu nnaku; obulokozi bwo, Ayi Katonda, bunkuume.
30 I will praise the Name of God with a song, And will magnify him with thanksgiving;
Nnaatenderezanga erinnya lya Katonda nga nnyimba; nnaamugulumizanga n’okwebaza.
31 So shall it be more pleasing to Yahweh than a bullock of the herd, Showing horn [and] divided hoof.
Kino kinaasanyusanga Mukama okusinga okumuwa ente ennume, oba okumuwa seddume n’amayembe gaayo, n’ebigere byayo.
32 The humbled have seen—they rejoice! Ye seekers of God, let your heart, then, revive;
Abaavu banaakirabanga ne basanyuka; mmwe abanoonya Katonda omutima gwammwe ne gubeera omulamu.
33 For, a Hearkener to the needy, is Yahweh, And, his prisoners, hath he not despised.
Kubanga Mukama awulira abo abali mu kwetaaga, era ababe ne bwe baba mu busibe, tabanyooma.
34 Let the heavens and the earth, praise him, The seas, and everything that creepeth therein.
Kale eggulu n’ensi bimutenderezenga awamu n’ennyanja zonna n’ebyo ebizirimu.
35 For, God, will save Zion, And build the cities of Judah, So shall men dwell there, and possess it:
Kubanga Katonda alirokola Sayuuni, n’ebibuga bya Yuda n’abizimba buggya, abantu ne babibeerangamu nga byabwe.
36 Yea, the seed of his servants, shall inherit it, And, the lovers of his Name, shall settle down therein.
Abaana b’abaweereza be balikisikira; n’abo abaagala erinnya lya Mukama omwo mmwe banaabeeranga.
