Psalms 21
1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Jehovah, in Thy strength is the king joyful, In Thy salvation how greatly he rejoiceth.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Ayi Mukama, kabaka ajaguliza mu maanyi go. Obuwanguzi bw’omuwadde nga bumuleetedde essanyu lingi!
2 The desire of his heart Thou gavest to him, And the request of his lips Thou hast not withheld. (Selah)
Omuwadde omutima gwe bye gwetaaga, era buli ky’asabye n’akamwa ke tokimummye.
3 For Thou puttest before him blessings of goodness, Thou settest on his head a crown of fine gold.
Ddala ddala wamwaniriza n’emikisa gyo egijjudde ebirungi, n’omutikkira engule eya zaabu omuka ennyo ku mutwe gwe.
4 Life he hath asked from Thee, Thou hast given to him — length of days, Age-during — and for ever.
Yakusaba obulamu, era n’obumuwa, ennaku ennyingi ez’emirembe n’emirembe.
5 Great [is] his honour in Thy salvation, Honour and majesty Thou placest on him.
Obuwanguzi bwe wamuwa bumuleetedde ekitiibwa kinene. Omuwadde ekitiibwa n’oyatiikirira.
6 For Thou makest him blessings for ever, Thou dost cause him to rejoice with joy, By Thy countenance.
Ddala omuwadde emikisa gyo egy’olubeerera, n’omujjuza essanyu ng’oli naye buli kiseera.
7 For the king is trusting in Jehovah, And in the kindness of the Most High He is not moved.
Kubanga kabaka yeesiga Mukama, era olw’okwagala okutaggwaawo okw’oyo Ali Waggulu Ennyo, kabaka tagenda kunyeenyezebwa.
8 Thy hand cometh to all Thine enemies, Thy right hand doth find Thy haters.
Omukono gwo guliwamba abalabe bo bonna; omukono gwo ogwa ddyo gulikwata abo abakukyawa.
9 Thou makest them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Thy presence. Jehovah in His anger doth swallow them, And fire doth devour them.
Bw’olirabika, Ayi Mukama, olibasiriiza n’omuliro ng’ogw’omu kyoto ekyengeredde. Mukama, ng’ajjudde obusungu, alibamira bonna, era alibamalirawo ddala.
10 Their fruit from earth Thou destroyest, And their seed from the sons of men.
Olizikiriza ezzadde lyabwe ku nsi, n’abaana baabwe bonna n’obamalawo mu baana b’abantu.
11 For they stretched out against Thee evil, They devised a wicked device, they prevail not,
Newaakubadde nga bakusalira enkwe, ne bateekateeka ebikolwa ebibi, kyokka tewali kye basobola kutuukiriza.
12 For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.
Balikyuka ne bakudduka bwe baliraba ng’obaleezeemu omutego gwo ogw’obusaale.
13 Be Thou exalted, O Jehovah in, Thy strength, We sing and we praise Thy might!
Ogulumizibwenga, Ayi Mukama, mu maanyi go. Tunaayimbanga nga tutendereza obuyinza bwo.
