Kaabakuuku 3
1 Okusaba kwa nnabbi Kaabakuuku, okw’Ekisigiyonosi.
A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.
2 Ayi Mukama, mpulidde ebigambo byo; mpulidde ettutumu lyo Ayi Mukama, ne ntya. Bizze buggya mu nnaku zaffe, bimanyise mu biro bino, era mu busungu jjukira okusaasira.
YHWH, I have heard of your fame. I stand in awe of your deeds, YHWH. Renew your work in the midst of the years. In the midst of the years make it known. In wrath, you remember mercy.
3 Katonda yajja ng’ava e Temani, Omutukuvu oyo ng’ava ku lusozi Palani. Ekitiibwa kye kyatimbibwa ku ggulu, ensi n’eryoka ejjula ettendo lye.
God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.
4 Okumasamasa kwe ne kulyoka kubeera ng’enjuba evaayo. Ebimyanso byayakanga okuva mu mukono gwe, era omwo mwe mwasinziiranga amaanyi ge ag’ekitalo.
His splendor is like the sunrise. Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.
5 Kawumpuli ye yakulembera, Endwadde endala zinaamutta ne zigoberera.
Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.
6 Yayimirira n’anyeenyanyeenya ensi; Yatunula n’akankanya amawanga. Ensozi ez’edda za merenguka, obusozi obw’edda ne buggwaawo. Engeri ze, za mirembe na mirembe.
He stood, and shook the earth. He looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains were crumbled. The age-old hills collapsed. His ways are eternal.
7 Nalaba eweema z’e Kusani nga ziri mu nnaku: n’entimbe ez’ensi ya Midiyaani nga zijugumira.
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The dwellings of the land of Midian trembled.
8 Ayi Mukama, wanyiigira emigga? Obusungu bwo bwali ku bugga obutono? Wanyiigira ennyanja bwe weebagala embalaasi zo, n’olinnya ku magaali go ag’obuwanguzi?
Was YHWH displeased with the rivers? Was your anger against the rivers, or your wrath against the sea, that you rode on your horses, on your chariots of salvation?
9 Wasowolayo akasaale ko, wategeka okulasa obusaale; ensi n’ogyawulayawulamu n’emigga.
You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. (Selah) You split the earth with rivers.
10 Ensozi zaakulaba, ne zeenyogootola; Amataba ne gayitawo mbiro, obuziba bw’ennyanja ne buwuluguma, ne busitula amayengo gaayo waggulu.
The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The storm of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.
11 Enjuba n’omwezi ne biyimirira butengerera mu bifo byabyo, olw’okumyansa kw’obusaale bwo nga buwenyuka, n’olw’okumyansa kw’effumu lyo eritemagana.
The sun and moon stood still in the sky, at the light of your arrows as they went, at the shining of your glittering spear.
12 Watambula okuyita mu nsi ng’ojjudde ekiruyi, wasambirirasambirira amawanga mu busungu bwo.
You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.
13 Wavaayo oleetere abantu bo obulokozi, olokole gwe wafukako amafuta; Wabetenta omukulembeze w’ensi ekola ebibi, ng’omwerulira ddala okuva ku mutwe okutuuka ku bigere.
You went forth for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of your anointed. You crushed the head of the land of wickedness. You stripped them head to foot. (Selah)
14 Wafumita omutwe gwe n’effumu lye ye, abalwanyi be bwe baavaayo okutugoba, nga bali ng’abanaatumalawo, ffe abaali baweddemu essuubi nga twekwese.
You pierced the heads of his warriors with their own spears. They came as a whirlwind to scatter me, gloating as if to devour the wretched in secret.
15 Walinnyirira ennyanja n’embalaasi zo, n’otabangula amazzi amangi.
You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.
16 Nawulira, n’omutima gwange ne gukankana n’emimwa gyange gijugumira olw’eddoboozi eryo; Obuvundu ne buyingira mu magumba gange, amagulu gange ne gakankana. Naye nnaalindirira n’obugumiikiriza olunaku olw’okulabiramu ennaku bwe lulijjira eggwanga eritulumba.
I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
17 Wadde omutiini tegutojjera, so n’emizabbibu nga tegiriiko bibala, amakungula g’emizeeyituuni ne gabula, ennimiro ne zitabala mmere n’akamu, endiga nga ziweddemu mu kisibo, nga n’ente tezikyalimu mu biraalo,
For though the fig tree doesn't flourish, nor fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive fails, the fields yield no food; the flocks are cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls:
18 kyokka ndijaguliza Mukama, ne nsanyukira mu Katonda Omulokozi wange.
yet I will rejoice in YHWH. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation.
19 Mukama Katonda, ge maanyi gange; afuula ebigere byange okuba ng’eby’empeewo, era ansobozesa okutambulira mu bifo ebigulumivu.
YHWH is my strength. He makes my feet like deer's feet, and enables me to go in high places. For the music director, on my stringed instruments.
