Psalms 40
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. I waited patiently for Yahweh. He turned to me, and heard my cry.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nalindirira Mukama n’obugumiikiriza, n’antegera okutu, n’awulira okukoowoola kwange,
2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.
n’anziggya mu kinnya eky’entiisa, n’annyinyulula mu bitosi, n’anteeka ku lwazi olugumu kwe nyimiridde.
3 He has put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in Yahweh.
Anjigirizza oluyimba oluggya, oluyimba olw’okutenderezanga Katonda waffe. Bangi bino balibiraba ne batandika okutya Mukama n’okumwesiganga.
4 Blessed is the man who makes Yahweh his trust, and doesn’t respect the proud, nor such as turn away to lies.
Balina omukisa abo abeesiga Mukama, abatagoberera ba malala abasinza bakatonda ab’obulimba.
5 Many, Yahweh, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us. They can’t be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be counted.
Ayi Mukama Katonda wange, otukoledde eby’ewunyisa bingi. Ebintu by’otuteekeddeteekedde tewali ayinza kubikutegeeza. Singa ngezaako okubittottola, sisobola kubimalayo byonna olw’obungi bwabyo.
6 Sacrifice and offering you didn’t desire. You have opened my ears. You have not required burnt offering and sin offering.
Ssaddaaka n’ebiweebwayo tewabyagala. Ebiweebwayo ebyokebwa olw’okutangirira ebibi, tobyetaaga. Naye onzigudde amatu.
7 Then I said, “Behold, I have come. It is written about me in the book in the scroll.
Kyenava njogera nti, “Nzuuno, nzize nga bwe kyampandiikibwako mu muzingo gw’ekitabo.”
8 I delight to do your will, my God. Yes, your law is within my heart.”
Nsanyukira okukola ky’oyagala, Ayi Katonda wange, kubanga amateeka go gali mu mutima gwange.
9 I have proclaimed glad news of righteousness in the great assembly. Behold, I will not seal my lips, Yahweh, you know.
Ntegeeza obutuukirivu mu lukuŋŋaana olunene. Sisirika busirisi, nga naawe bw’omanyi, Ayi Mukama.
10 I have not hidden your righteousness within my heart. I have declared your faithfulness and your salvation. I have not concealed your loving kindness and your truth from the great assembly.
Bye mmanyi ku butuukirivu bwo sisirika nabyo mu mutima gwange, naye ntegeeza ku bwesigwa bwo n’obulokozi bwo. Abantu nga bakuŋŋaanye, sirema kubategeeza ku mazima go n’okwagala kwo okungi.
11 Don’t withhold your tender mercies from me, Yahweh. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me.
Onsasirenga bulijjo, Ayi Mukama, amazima n’okwagala kwo byeyongerenga okunkuuma.
12 For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed me.
Kubanga ebizibu bye siyinza na kubala binneetoolodde; ebibi byange binsukiridde, sikyasobola na kulaba; bisinga enviiri ez’oku mutwe gwange obungi, mpweddemu amaanyi.
13 Be pleased, Yahweh, to deliver me. Hurry to help me, Yahweh.
Onsasire ayi Mukama ondokole; Ayi Mukama, oyanguwe okumbeera.
14 Let them be disappointed and confounded together who seek after my soul to destroy it. Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt.
Abo abaagala okunzita batabuketabuke baswale; n’abo bonna abagenderera okummalawo bagobebwe nga baswadde.
15 Let them be desolate by reason of their shame that tell me, “Aha! Aha!”
Abo abankubira akasonso baswazibwe nnyo.
16 Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let such as love your salvation say continually, “Let Yahweh be exalted!”
Naye abo abakunoonya basanyuke era bajaguze; abo abaagala obulokozi bwo boogerenga bulijjo nti, “Mukama agulumizibwenga.”
17 But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don’t delay, my God.
Ndi mwavu, eyeetaaga ennyo. Mukama ondowoozeeko. Tolwawo, Ayi Katonda wange. Ggwe mubeezi wange era Omulokozi wange.
