Psalms 27
1 To Dauid. The Lord is my liytnyng, and myn helthe; whom schal Y drede? The Lord is defendere of my lijf; for whom schal Y tremble?
Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Mukama gwe musana gwange n’obulokozi bwange; ani gwe nnaatyanga? Mukama ge maanyi ag’obulamu bwange; ani asobola okuntiisa?
2 The while noiful men neiyen on me; for to ete my fleischis. Myn enemyes, that trobliden me; thei weren maad sijk and felden doun.
Abalabe bange n’abantu ababi bonna bwe banannumba nga baagala okunzita, baneesittala ne bagwa.
3 Thouy castels stonden togidere ayens me; myn herte schal not drede. Thouy batel risith ayens me; in this thing Y schal haue hope.
Newaakubadde ng’eggye linaasiisira okunneebungulula, omutima gwange teguutyenga; olutalo ne bwe lunansitukirangako, nnaabanga mugumu.
4 I axide of the Lord o thing; Y schal seke this thing; that Y dwelle in the hows of the Lord alle the daies of my lijf. That Y se the wille of the Lord; and that Y visite his temple.
Ekintu kimu kye nsaba Mukama, era ekyo kye nnoonya: okubeeranga mu nnyumba ya Mukama ennaku zonna ez’obulamu bwange, ne ndabanga obulungi bwa Mukama, era ne nsinzizanga mu Yeekaalu ye.
5 For he hidde me in his tabernacle in the dai of yuelis; he defendide me in the hid place of his tabernacle.
Kubanga mu biseera eby’obuzibu anansuzanga mu nju ye; anankwekanga mu weema ye, n’ankuumira ku lwazi olugulumivu.
6 He enhaunside me in a stoon; and now he enhaunside myn heed ouer myn enemyes. I cumpasside, and offride in his tabernacle a sacrifice of criyng; Y schal synge, and Y schal seie salm to the Lord.
Olwo ononnyimusanga waggulu w’abalabe bange abanneetoolodde. Nnaaweerangayo ssaddaaka mu weema ye nga bwe ntendereza n’eddoboozi ery’omwanguka olw’essanyu; nnaayimbiranga Mukama ennyimba ez’okumutenderezanga.
7 Lord, here thou my vois, bi which Y criede to thee; haue thou merci on me, and here me.
Wulira eddoboozi lyange, Ayi Mukama, nga nkukoowoola; onkwatirwe ekisa onnyanukule!
8 Myn herte seide to thee, My face souyte thee; Lord, Y schal seke eft thi face.
Omutima gwange guwulidde eddoboozi lyo nga lyogera nti, “Munnoonye, munsinze.” Omutima gwange ne guddamu nti, “Nnaakunoonyanga, Ayi Mukama.”
9 Turne thou not awei thi face fro me; bouwe thou not awei in ire fro thi seruaunt. Lord, be thou myn helpere, forsake thou not me; and, God, myn helthe, dispise thou not me.
Tonneekweka, so tonyiigira muweereza wo, kubanga ggw’obadde omubeezi wange bulijjo. Tonneggyaako, so tonsuula, Ayi Katonda, Omulokozi wange.
10 For my fadir and my modir han forsake me; but the Lord hath take me.
Kitange ne mmange bwe balindeka, Mukama anandabiriranga.
11 Lord, sette thou a lawe to me in thi weie; and dresse thou me in thi path for myn enemyes.
Njigiriza, Ayi Mukama, by’oyagala nkole, era onkulembere mu kkubo lyo, kubanga abalabe bange banneetoolodde.
12 Bitake thou not me in to the soules of hem, that troblen me; for wickid witnessis han rise ayens me, and wickydnesse liede to it silf.
Tompaayo mu balabe bange, kubanga abajulizi ab’obulimba bansitukiddeko n’enkwe zaabwe, okunkambuwalira.
13 I bileue to see the goodis of the Lord; in the lond of `hem that lyuen.
Nkyakakasiza ddala nga ndiraba obulungi bwa Mukama mu nsi ey’abalamu.
14 Abide thou the Lord, do thou manli; and thin herte be coumfortid, and suffre thou the Lord.
Lindirira Mukama. Ddamu amaanyi, ogume omwoyo. Weewaawo, lindirira Mukama.
