Engero 30
1 Bino bye bigambo bya Aguli mutabani wa Yake; obubaka bwe yawa bwe buno: Bw’ati omusajja ono bwe yagamba Isiyeri, Isyeri ono ne Ukali.
The words of Agur, the son of Jakeh, even his prophecy; the inspired utterance of the man to Ithiel, even to Ithiel and Ucal.
2 Ddala Ayi Katonda wange nze nsinga obutategeera, sirina kutegeera kwa bantu.
Truly I am more stupid than any man; There is not in me the understanding of a man.
3 Siyize magezi, so n’oyo Omutukuvu simumanyi.
I have not learned wisdom, Nor have I gained the knowledge of the Most Holy.
4 Ani eyali alinnye mu ggulu n’akka? Ani eyali akuŋŋaanyiza empewo mu kibatu ky’engalo ze? Ani eyali asibye amazzi mu kyambalo kye? Ani eyatonda enkomerero zonna ez’ensi? Erinnya lye y’ani, ne mutabani we y’ani? Mbulira obanga obimanyi.
Who hath gone up into heaven and come down? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound up the waters in a garment? Who hath established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what his son's name, if thou knowest?
5 Buli kigambo kya Katonda kya mazima, era aba ngabo eri abo abamwesiga.
Every word of God is pure; A shield is he to them that put their trust in him.
6 Toyongeranga ku bigambo bye, alemenga okukunenya naawe olabike ng’omulimba.
Add not to his words, Lest he rebuke thee, and thou be found a liar.
7 Ebintu bibiri bye nkusaba; Ayi Mukama, tobinnyimanga nga sinnafa:
Two things do I ask of thee; Withhold them not from me, before I die!
8 Ebigambo eby’obutaliimu n’eby’obulimba binteeke wala, ate era tonjavuwazanga wadde okungaggawaza, naye ndiisanga emmere eya buli lunaku.
Remove far from me falsehood and lies; Give me neither poverty nor riches; Feed me with the food which is needful for me;
9 Nneme okukkutanga ne nkwegaana ne njogera nti, “Mukama ye y’ani?” Era nnemenga okuba omwavu ne nziba, ne nvumisa erinnya lya Katonda wange.
Lest I be full, and deny thee, And say, “Who is the LORD?” Or lest I be poor, and steal, And violate the name of my God.
10 Tosekeetereranga muweereza eri mukama we, alemenga okukukolimira, naawe omusango ne gukusinga.
Talk not against a servant to his master, Lest he curse thee, and thou suffer for it.
11 Waliwo abo abakolimira bakitaabwe ne batasabira na bannyaabwe mukisa;
There is a class of men that curse their fathers, And do not bless their mothers.
12 abo abeeraba ng’abatuukirivu bo mu maaso gaabwe, ate nga tebanaazibwangako bibi byabwe.
There is a class who are pure in their own eyes, And yet are not washed from their filthiness.
13 Waliwo abo ab’amalala amayitirivu, abatunuza okwemanya okw’ekitalo,
There is a class, —O how lofty are their eyes, And how are their eyelids lifted up!
14 n’ebeerayo abo abalina amannyo agali ng’ebitala, n’emba zaabwe nga zirimu ebiso, okusaanyaawo abaavu mu nsi, n’abo abali mu kwetaaga.
There is a class, whose teeth are swords, And their jaw-teeth knives, To devour the poor from off the earth, And the needy from among men.
15 Ekinoso kirina bawala baakyo babiri abaleekaana nti, “Mpa! mpa!” Waliwo ebintu bisatu ebitakkuta, weewaawo bina ebitagamba nti, “Matidde,”
The vampire hath two daughters; “Give! give!” [[is their cry.]] There are three things which are never satisfied; Yea, four which say not, “Enough!”
16 Amagombe, olubuto olugumba, ettaka eritakutta mazzi, n’omuliro ogutayogera nti, “Ebyo binaamala!” (Sheol h7585)
The underworld, and the barren womb; The earth, which is not satiated with water, And fire, which never saith, “It is enough!” (Sheol h7585)
17 Eriiso ly’oyo anyooma kitaawe, era n’atagondera nnyina, liriggibwamu bannamuŋŋoona ab’omu kiwonvu, ne liriibwa ensega.
The eye that mocketh at a father, And scorneth to obey a mother, The ravens of the valley shall pick it out, And the young eagles shall eat it.
18 Waliwo ebigambo bisatu eby’ekitalo ennyo gye ndi, weewaawo bina bye sitegeera:
These three things are too wonderful for me; Yea, there are four which I understand not:
19 Empungu engeri gye yeeyisaamu mu bbanga, n’omusota engeri gye gwewalulamu wakati mu mayinja, n’ekyombo gye kiseeyeeyamu ku nnyanja, n’engeri omusajja gye yeeyisaamu ng’ali n’embeerera.
The track of an eagle in the air, The track of a serpent upon a rock, The track of a ship in the midst of the sea, And the track of a man with a maid.
20 Bw’ati bwe yeeyisa omukazi omwenzi: alya n’asiimuula emimwa gye n’agamba nti, “Sirina kibi kye nkoze.”
Such is the way of an adulterous woman; She eateth, and wipeth her mouth, And saith, “I have done nothing wrong.”
21 Ensi ekankanira wansi w’ebintu bisatu weewaawo bina:
Under three things is the earth disquieted; Yea, under four it cannot bear up:
22 omuweereza bw’afuuka kabaka, n’omusirusiru bw’akutta emmere;
Under a servant when he becometh a king, And a fool when he is filled with bread;
23 n’omukazi eyadibira mu ddya; n’omuweereza omuwala bw’afumbirwa bba wa mugole we.
Under an odious woman when she becometh a wife, And a handmaid when she becometh heir to her mistress.
24 Waliwo ebintu ebitono bina ku nsi, ebirina amagezi amangi ennyo.
There are four things which are small upon the earth, Yet are they wise, instructed in wisdom.
25 Enkolooto bye biwuka ebitalina maanyi mangi, naye byeterekera emmere yaabyo mu kyeya;
The ants are a people not strong, Yet they prepare in the summer their food.
26 obumyu busolo bunafu naye bwezimbira ennyumba zaabwo mu mayinja;
The conies are a feeble people, Yet do they make their houses in the rocks.
27 enzige tezirina kabaka, kyokka zitabaala zonna mu bibiina byazo;
The locusts have no king, Yet do they all go forth in bands.
28 omunya oyinza okugukwasa engalo, naye mu mbiri za bakabaka gusangibwamu.
The lizard seizeth with its hands, And is in king's palaces.
29 Waliwo ebintu bisatu ebyesimba obulungi mu kitiibwa nga bitambula, weewaawo bina ebitambulira mu kitiibwa:
These three have a graceful step; Yea, four are graceful in their walk:
30 empologoma esinga ensolo zonna amaanyi era kabaka waazo, so tewali gy’esegulira yonna;
The lion, the hero among beasts, Which turneth not back for any;
31 sseggwanga, n’embuzi ennume, ne kabaka eyeetooloddwa eggye lye.
The loin-girded war-horse, the he-goat, And a king who cannot be withstood.
32 Bw’oba ng’obadde okoze eby’obusirusiru ne weegulumiza, obanga obadde oteekateeka okukola ebibi, weekomeko weekwate ku mumwa.
If thou hast been foolish in lifting thyself up, And hast meditated evil, Put thy hand on thy mouth!
33 Kubanga okusunda amata kuzaala omuzigo, n’okunyiga ennyindo kuleeta omusaayi, okutankuula obusungu, bwe kutyo kuleeta entalo.
For, as the pressing of milk bringeth forth cheese, And as the pressing of the nose bringeth forth blood, So the pressing of anger bringeth forth strife.
