Psalms 108
1 A Song, a Psalm of David. Prepared is my heart, O God, I sing, yea, I sing praise, also my honour.
Oluyimba. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Omutima gwange munywevu, Ayi Katonda; nnaayimbanga ne nkutendereza n’omwoyo gwange gwonna.
2 Awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the dawn.
Muzuukuke, mmwe entongooli n’ennanga ey’enkoba, nzija kuyimba okukeesa obudde.
3 I thank Thee among peoples, O Jehovah, And I praise Thee among the nations.
Nnaakutenderezanga, Ayi Mukama, mu bantu bonna, nnaakuyimbiranga mu mawanga gonna.
4 For great above the heavens [is] Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth.
Okwagala kwo kunene, kutumbiira okutuuka ku ggulu; n’obwesigwa bwo butuuka ku bire.
5 Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, And above all the earth Thy honour.
Ogulumizibwenga, Ayi Katonda, okuyisa eggulu; n’ekitiibwa kyo kibune ensi yonna.
6 That Thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save [with] Thy right hand, and answer us.
Tulokole otuyambe n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo, abo booyagala banunulibwe.
7 God hath spoken in His holiness: I exult, I apportion Shechem, And the valley of Succoth I measure,
Katonda ayogedde ng’asinziira mu kifo kye ekitukuvu n’agamba nti, “Nga nzijudde essanyu, ndisala mu Sekemu, era n’Ekiwonvu kya Sukkosi ndikigabanyagabanyaamu.
8 Mine [is] Gilead, mine [is] Manasseh, And Ephraim [is] the strength of my head, Judah [is] my lawgiver,
Ensi ya Gireyaadi yange, n’eya Manase nayo yange. Efulayimu mwe muli abalwanyi bange abazira; ate mu Yuda mwe munaavanga bakabaka.
9 Moab [is] a pot for my washing, Upon Edom I cast my shoe, Over Philistia I shout habitually.
Mowaabu be baweereza bange abawulize; ate Edomu be baddu bange; Abafirisuuti ndibaleekaanira mu ddoboozi ery’omwanguka ery’obuwanguzi.”
10 Who doth bring me in to the fenced city? Who hath led me unto Edom?
Ani anantuusa ku kibuga ekigumu ekinywevu? Ani anankulembera okunnyingiza mu Edomu?
11 Hast not Thou, O God, cast us off? And Thou goest not out, O God, with our hosts!
Si ggwe, ayi Katonda, atusudde, atakyatabaala n’amaggye gaffe?
12 Give to us help from adversity, And vain is the salvation of man.
Tudduukirire nga tulwanyisa abalabe baffe, kubanga obuyambi bw’abantu temuli nsa.
13 In God we do mightily, And He doth tread down our adversaries!
Bwe tunaabeeranga ne Katonda tunaabanga bawanguzi; kubanga y’anaalinnyiriranga abalabe baffe wansi w’ebigere bye.
