Psalms 77
1 To the Chief Musician. On "Jeduthun." Asaph’s, a Melody. With my voice—unto God, will I make outcry, With my voice unto God, and he will give ear unto me;
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Asafu. Nnaakaabirira Katonda ambeere, ddala nnaakaabirira Katonda nga musaba ampulire.
2 In the day of my distress—unto My Lord, will I seek, My hand, by night, hath been outstretched and never once became slack, My soul, hath refused to be consoled;
Bwe nnali mu nnaku, nanoonya Mukama, ekiro kyonna ne ngolola emikono gyange obutakoowa; emmeeme yange neegaana okusanyusibwa.
3 I remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. (Selah)
Nakujjukiranga, Ayi Katonda ne nsinda, ne nfumiitiriza emmeeme yange n’ezirika.
4 Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;
Tewaŋŋanya kwebaka; natawaanyizibwa nnyo ne sisobola kwogera.
5 I reasoned, Of the days of aforetime, Of the years of by-gone ages;
Ne ndowooza ku biseera eby’edda, ne nzijukira emyaka egyayita.
6 I remember my song in the night, —With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: —
Najjukiranga ennyimba zange ekiro, ne nfumiitiriza nga bwe neebuuza mu mutima gwange nti:
7 For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?
“Mukama anaatusuuliranga ddala ennaku zonna naataddayo kutulaga kisa kye?
8 Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?
Okwagala kwe okutaggwaawo kukomedde ddala? Kye yasuubiza kibulidde ddala emirembe n’emirembe?
9 Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? (Selah)
Katonda yeerabidde ekisa kye? Asunguwalidde ddala ne yeggyako n’okusaasira kwe?”
10 Then said I—An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.
Awo ne ndowooza nti, “Ebyo bye mmanyi eby’emyaka emingi eby’omukono ogwa ddyo ogw’oyo Ali Waggulu Ennyo.”
11 I will remember the doings of Yah, Surely I will remember, out of aforetime, thy wonderful way;
Nnajjukiranga ebikolwa bya Mukama, weewaawo, nnajjukiranga ebyamagero byo eby’edda.
12 And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: —
Nnaafumiitirizanga ku bikolwa byo byonna eby’amaanyi; nnaalowoozanga ku byamagero byo byonna.
13 O God, in the sanctuary, is thy way, —Who is a great GOD like Elohim?
Ekkubo lyo, Ayi Katonda, liri mu watukuvu. Tewali katonda yenkana Katonda waffe.
14 Thou, art GOD, doing wonderfully, —Thou hast made known, among the peoples, thy might;
Ggwe Katonda akola eby’amagero; era amaanyi go ogalaga mu mawanga.
15 Thou didst redeem, with thine arm—Thy people, Thy sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
Wanunula abantu bo n’omukono gwo, abazzukulu ba Yakobo ne Yusufu.
16 The waters saw thee, O God, The waters saw thee, They were in birth-throes, Yea the resounding deeps were stirred;
Amazzi gaakulaba, Ayi Katonda; amazzi bwe gaakulaba ne gatya, n’obuziba ne bukankanira ddala.
17 The clouds, poured down waters, The skies uttered, a voice, Yea, thine arrows, flew hither and thither;
Ebire byayiwa amazzi ne bivaamu n’okubwatuka, era n’obusaale bwo ne bubuna.
18 The, voice of thy thunder, was in the whirlwind, Thy lightnings illumined the world, The earth, trembled and quaked;
Eddoboozi lyo ery’okubwatuka lyawulirwa mu kikuŋŋunta okumyansa kwo ne kumulisa ensi. Ensi n’ekankana n’enyeenyezebwa.
19 In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:
Ekkubo lyo lyali mu nnyanja; wayita mu mazzi amangi, naye ebigere mwe walinnya tebyalabika.
20 Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Wakulembera abantu bo ng’ekisibo, nga bali mu mikono gya Musa ne Alooni.
