Psalms 13

1 To the victorie of Dauid. Lord, hou long foryetist thou me in to the ende? hou long turnest thou awei thi face fro me?

Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Olinneerabira kutuusa ddi, Ayi Mukama? Okutuusa emirembe gyonna? Olikomya ddi okunkweka amaaso go?

2 Hou long schal Y sette counsels in my soule; sorewe in my herte bi dai?

Okulumwa mu mmeeme yange kulikoma ddi, n’okunyolwa okwa buli lunaku mu mutima gwange kuliggwaamu ddi? Abalabe bange balikomya ddi okumpangulanga nga beegulumiza?

3 Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

Onnyanukule, Ayi Mukama Katonda wange; onzizeemu amaanyi nneme okufa.

4 My Lord God, biholde thou, and here thou me. Liytne thou myn iyen, lest ony tyme Y slepe in deth;

Si kulwa ng’omulabe wange yeewaana nti, “Mmuwangudde;” abalabe bange ne bajaguza nga ngudde.

5 lest ony tyme myn enemye seie, Y hadde the maistri ayens hym. Thei, that troblen me, schulen haue ioie, if Y schal be stirid; forsothe Y hopide in thi merci.

Naye nze neesiga okwagala kwo okutajjulukuka; era omutima gwange gunaasanyukiranga mu bulokozi bwo.

6 Myn herte schal fulli haue ioie in thin helthe; Y schal synge to the Lord, that yyueth goodis to me, and Y schal seie salm to the name of the hiyeste Lord.

Nnaayimbiranga Mukama, kubanga ankoledde ebirungi.