Psalms 5
1 To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
Ya mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ya ndere. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Otege okutu eri ebigambo byange, Ayi Mukama; olowooze ku kunyolwa kwange.
2 Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
Wuliriza eddoboozi ly’omulanga gwange, Ayi Kabaka wange era Katonda wange: kubanga ggwe gwe nsaba.
3 For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
Ayi Mukama, buli nkya owulira eddoboozi lyange; buli nkya ndeeta gy’oli okusaba kwange, ne nnindirira onziremu.
4 Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.
Kubanga ggwe Ayi Katonda, tosanyukira bibi: n’ebitasaana tobigumiikiriza.
5 Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.
Ab’amalala era abakola ebibi tobeetaaga mu maaso go: kubanga okyawa abakola ebibi bonna.
6 Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.
Abalimba bonna obazikiriza; Mukama akyawa abatemu era n’abalimba.
7 But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.
Naye olw’ekisa kyo ekingi, nze nnaayingiranga mu nnyumba yo: ne nkusinziza mu Yeekaalu yo Entukuvu n’okutya okungi.
8 Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
Onkulembere, Ayi Mukama, mu butuukirivu bwo, olw’abalabe bange, ondage ekkubo eggolokofu ery’okutambulirangamu.
9 For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
Abalabe bange bye boogera tebyesigibwa; emitima gyabwe gijjudde bussi bwereere. Emimiro gyabwe ntaana eyasaamiridde: akamwa kaabwe koogera bya bulimba.
10 Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.
Basalire omusango gubasinge, Ayi Katonda; baleke bagwe mu mitego gyabwe. Bagobe kubanga baakujeemera.
11 And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;
Naye leka abo bonna abakwesiga basanyukenga; ennaku zonna bayimbenga n’essanyu, obakuumenga, abo abaagala erinnya lyo basanyukirenga mu ggwe.
12 for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.
Kubanga, Ayi Mukama, omutuukirivu omuwa omukisa; era omukuuma, n’omwetoolooza okwagala ng’engabo.
