Psalms 60
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt. God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Eddanga ery’Endagaano.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Yakuyigiriza. Dawudi bwe yalwana n’Abaalamu abaava e Nakalayimu n’abaava e Zoba, Yowaabu n’akomawo n’atta Abayedomu omutwalo gumu mu enkumi bbiri mu Kiwonvu eky’Omunnyo. Otusudde, Ayi Katonda, otumazeemu amaanyi, otunyiigidde. Tukwegayiridde otuzze gy’oli.
2 You have made the land tremble. You have torn it. Mend its fractures, for it quakes.
Ensi ogiyuuguumizza n’ogyasaayasa; tukwegayirira enjatika ozizibe, kubanga ekankana.
3 You have shown your people hard things. You have made us drink the wine that makes us stagger.
Obadde mukambwe nnyo eri abantu bo; tuli nga b’owadde omwenge omungi ne gututagaza.
4 You have given a banner to those who fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)
Naye abo abakutya obawanikidde ebbendera okuba akabonero akabakuŋŋaanya awamu, era akatiisa abalabe baabwe.
5 So that your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.
Otulokole era otuyambe n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo, abakwagala baleme kutuukibwako kabi konna.
6 God has spoken from his sanctuary: “I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.
Katonda ayogedde ng’asinziira mu kifo kye ekitukuvu, n’agamba nti, “Mu buwanguzi, ndisala mu Sekemu, era n’ekiwonvu kya Sukkosi ndikigabanyagabanyaamu.
7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is the defence of my head. Judah is my sceptre.
Ensi ya Gireyaadi yange, n’eya Manase nayo yange. Efulayimu ye nkufiira ey’oku mutwe gwange; ate Yuda gwe muggo gwange ogw’okufuga.
8 Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my sandal on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia.”
Mowaabu kye kinaabirwamu kyange, ate Edomu gye nkasuka engatto yange: ne ku Bafirisuuti ndeekaana mu buwanguzi.”
9 Who will bring me into the strong city? Who has led me to Edom?
Ani anantuusa ku kibuga ekigumu ekinywevu? Ani anankulembera okunnyingiza mu Edomu?
10 Haven’t you, God, rejected us? You don’t go out with our armies, God.
Si ggwe Ayi Katonda, atusudde, atakyatabaala na magye gaffe?
11 Give us help against the adversary, for the help of man is vain.
Tudduukirire, nga tulwanyisa abalabe baffe, kubanga obuyambi bw’abantu temuli nsa.
12 Through God we will do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our adversaries.
Bwe tunaabeeranga ne Katonda, tunaabanga bawanguzi, kubanga ye y’anaalinnyiriranga abalabe baffe wansi w’ebigere bye.
