Psalms 36
1 `To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnina obubaka mu mutima gwange obukwata ku bwonoonyi bw’omukozi w’ebibi. N’okutya tatya Katonda.
2 For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.
Ye nga bw’alaba yeewaanawaana n’atasobola kutegeera oba okukyawa ekibi kye.
3 The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.
Ebigambo ebiva mu kamwa ke biba bibi era nga bya bulimba; takyalina magezi era takyakola birungi.
4 He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.
Ne ku kitanda kye afumiitiriza ebibi by’anaakola; amalirira okutambuliranga mu kkubo ekyamu, era ebitali bituufu tabyewala.
5 Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.
Okwagala kwo, Ayi Mukama, kutuuka ne ku ggulu; obwesigwa bwo butuuka ku bire.
6 Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;
Obutuukirivu bwo bugulumivu ng’agasozi aganene, n’obwenkanya bwo buwanvu nnyo ng’ennyanja ennene ennyo. Ayi Mukama, olabirira abantu n’ebisolo.
7 as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.
Okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo nga tekugeraageranyizika. Ab’ebitiibwa n’abatali ba bitiibwa baddukira mu biwaawaatiro byo.
8 Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.
Balya ku bingi eby’omu nnyumba yo ne bakkuta; obawa ebyokunywa by’omugga gwo ogwesiimisa.
9 For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.
Kubanga gw’olina ensulo ey’obulamu, era gw’otwakiza omusana.
10 Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.
Yongeranga okwagala abo abakutegeera, era n’obutuukirivu bwo eri abo abalina emitima emirongoofu.
11 The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.
Ab’amalala baleme okunninnyirira, wadde ababi okunsindiikiriza.
12 There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.
Laba, ababi nga bwe bagudde! Basuuliddwa wansi era tebasobola na ku golokokawo.
