Psalms 90
1 A Prayer by Moses, the Man of God. Lord! a dwelling-place, hast, thou, become to us, From generation to generation:
Okusaba kwa Musa, omusajja wa Katonda. Ayi Mukama, obadde kifo kyaffe eky’okubeeramu emirembe gyonna.
2 Before, the mountains, were born, Or thou hadst brought forth the earth and the world, Even, from age to age, thou, [wast] GOD.
Ensozi nga tezinnabaawo, n’ensi yonna nga tonnagitonda; okuva ku ntandikwa okutuusa ku nkomerero y’emirembe gyonna, ggwe Katonda.
3 Thou causest man to return unto dust, And hast said—Return, ye sons of Adam!
Omuntu omuzzaayo mu nfuufu, n’oyogera nti, “Mudde mu nfuufu, mmwe abaana b’abantu.”
4 For, a thousand years, in thine eyes, [are], As yesterday, in that it passed away, Or [as] a watch in the night.
Kubanga emyaka olukumi, gy’oli giri ng’olunaku olumu olwayita, oba ng’ekisisimuka mu kiro.
5 Thou hast snatched them away, A sleep, do they become, In the morning, [they are] like grass that shooteth up,
Obeera n’obamalirawo ddala nga bali mu tulo otw’okufa. Ku makya baba ng’omuddo omuto.
6 In the morning, it sprouteth and shooteth up, By the evening, it is cut down and withered.
Ku makya guba munyirivu, naye olw’eggulo ne guwotoka ne gukala.
7 For we are consumed in thine anger, And, in thy wrath, are we dismayed;
Ddala ddala obusungu bwo butumalawo, n’obukambwe bwo bututiisa nnyo.
8 Thou hast set, Our iniquities before thee, Our secret near the luminary of thy face.
Ebyonoono byaffe obyanjadde mu maaso go, n’ebyo bye tukoze mu kyama obyanise awo w’oli.
9 For, all our days, decline in thy wrath, —We end our years like a sigh.
Ddala ddala tumala ennaku z’obulamu bwaffe zonna ng’otunyiigidde; tukomekkereza emyaka gyaffe n’okusinda.
10 The days of our years, have, in them, three score years and ten, And, if, by reason of strength, they have fourscore years, Yet, their boast, is labour and sorrow, For it hath passed quickly, and we have flown away.
Obungi bw’ennaku zaffe gy’emyaka nsanvu, oba kinaana bwe tubaamu amaanyi. Naye emyaka egyo gijjula ennaku n’okutegana, era giyita mangu, olwo nga tuggwaawo.
11 Who knoweth the strength of thine anger? Even, according to the fear of thee, is thy wrath!
Ani amanyi amaanyi g’obusungu bwo? Kubanga ekiruyi kyo kingi ng’ekitiibwa kye tusaana okukuwa bwe kyenkana.
12 How to number our days, so grant us to know, That we may win us a heart that hath wisdom.
Otuyigirize okutegeeranga obulungi ennaku zaffe, tulyoke tubeere n’omutima ogw’amagezi.
13 Return, Yahweh, oh how long? And have compassion upon thy servants;
Ayi Mukama, komawo gye tuli. Olitusuula kutuusa ddi? Abaweereza bo bakwatirwe ekisa.
14 Satisfy us, in the morning, with thy lovingkindness, That we may shout aloud and be glad, Throughout all our days.
Tujjuze okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo ku makya, tulyoke tuyimbenga nga tujaguza n’essanyu era tusanyukenga obulamu bwaffe bwonna.
15 Make us glad, according to, The days thou hast humbled us, The years we have seen misfortune:
Tusanyuse, Ayi Mukama, okumala ennaku nga ze tumaze ng’otubonyaabonya, era n’okumala emyaka nga gye tumaze nga tulaba ennaku.
16 Let thy work, appear unto thy servants, And, thy majesty, upon their children;
Ebikolwa byo biragibwe abaweereza bo, n’abaana baabwe balabe ekitiibwa kyo.
17 And let the delightfulness of Adonay our God be upon us, —And, the work of our hands, establish thou upon us, Yea, the work of our hands, establish thou it.
Okusaasira kwo, Ayi Mukama Katonda waffe, kubeerenga ku ffe, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe; weewaawo, otusobozesenga okutuukiriza obulungi emirimu gyaffe.
