Zabbuli 104
1 Weebaze Mukama, ggwe emmeeme yange. Ayi Mukama Katonda wange, oli mukulu nnyo; ojjudde obukulu n’ekitiibwa.
Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on.
2 Yeebika ekitangaala ng’ayeebikka ekyambalo n’abamba eggulu ng’eweema,
Covering himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain,
3 n’ateeka akasolya k’ebisulo bye eby’oku ntikko kungulu ku mazzi; ebire abifuula amagaali ge, ne yeebagala ebiwaawaatiro by’empewo.
Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,
4 Afuula empewo ababaka be, n’ennimi z’omuliro ogwaka abaweereza be.
Making His messengers — the winds, His ministers — the flaming fire.
5 Yassaawo ensi ku misingi gyayo; teyinza kunyeenyezebwa.
He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.
6 Wagibikkako obuziba ng’ekyambalo; amazzi ne gatumbiira okuyisa ensozi ennene.
The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.
7 Bwe wagaboggolera ne gadduka; bwe gaawulira okubwatuka kwo ne gaddukira ddala;
From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.
8 gaakulukutira ku nsozi ennene, ne gakkirira wansi mu biwonvu mu bifo bye wagategekera.
They go up hills — they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.
9 Wagassizaawo ensalo ze gatasaana kusukka, na kuddayo kubuutikira nsi.
A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.
10 Alagira ensulo ne zisindika amazzi mu biwonvu; ne gakulukutira wakati w’ensozi.
Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.
11 Ne ganywesa ebisolo byonna eby’omu nsiko; n’endogoyi ne gazimalako ennyonta.
They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.
12 Ebinyonyi eby’omu bbanga bizimba ebisu byabyo ku mabbali g’amazzi, ne biyimbira mu matabi.
By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
13 Afukirira ensozi ennene ng’osinziira waggulu gy’obeera; ensi n’ekkuta ebibala by’emirimu gyo.
Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.
14 Olagira omuddo ne gukula okuliisa ente, n’ebirime abantu bye balima, balyoke bafune ebyokulya okuva mu ttaka.
Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,
15 Ne wayini okusanyusa omutima gwe, n’ebizigo okwesiiga awoomye endabika ye, n’emmere okumuwa obulamu.
And wine — it rejoiceth the heart of man, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread — the heart of man it supporteth.
16 Emiti gya Mukama gifuna amazzi mangi; gy’emivule gy’e Lebanooni gye yasimba.
Satisfied [are] the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,
17 Omwo ebinyonyi mwe bizimba ebisu byabyo; ne ssekanyolya asula mu miti omwo.
Where birds do make nests, The stork — the firs [are] her house.
18 Ku nsozi empanvu eyo embulabuzi ez’omu nsiko gye zibeera; n’enjazi kye kiddukiro ky’obumyu.
The high hills [are] for wild goats, Rocks [are] a refuge for conies,
19 Wakola omwezi okutegeeza ebiro; n’enjuba bw’egwa n’eraga olunaku.
He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance.
20 Oleeta ekizikiza, ne buba ekiro; olwo ebisolo byonna eby’omu bibira ne biryoka bivaayo.
Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.
21 Empologoma ento zikaabira emmere gye zinaalya; nga zinoonya ebyokulya okuva eri Katonda.
The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.
22 Enjuba bw’evaayo ne zigenda, n’oluvannyuma ne zikomawo ne zigalamira mu mpuku zaazo.
The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.
23 Abantu ne bagenda ku mirimu gyabwe, ne bakola okutuusa akawungeezi.
Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service — till evening.
24 Ayi Mukama, ebintu bye wakola nga bingi nnyo! Byonna wabikola n’amagezi ag’ekitalo; ensi ejjudde ebitonde byo.
How many have been Thy works, O Jehovah, All of them in wisdom Thou hast made, Full is the earth of thy possessions.
25 Waliwo ennyanja, nnene era ngazi, ejjudde ebitonde ebitabalika, ebintu ebirina obulamu ebinene era n’ebitono.
This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things — innumerable, Living creatures — small with great.
26 Okwo amaato kwe gaseeyeeyera nga galaga eno n’eri; ne galukwata ge wakola mwe gabeera okuzannyiranga omwo.
There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.
27 Ebyo byonna bitunuulira ggwe okubiwa emmere yaabyo ng’ekiseera kituuse.
All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
28 Bw’ogibiwa, nga bigikuŋŋaanya; bw’oyanjuluza engalo zo n’obigabira ebintu ebirungi ne bikkusibwa.
Thou dost give to them — they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand — they [are] satisfied [with] good.
29 Bw’okweka amaaso go ne byeraliikirira nnyo; bw’obiggyamu omukka nga bifa, nga biddayo mu nfuufu.
Thou hidest Thy face — they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit — they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.
30 Bw’oweereza Omwoyo wo, ne bifuna obulamu obuggya; olwo ensi n’ogizza buggya.
Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.
31 Ekitiibwa kya Katonda kibeerengawo emirembe gyonna; era Mukama asanyukirenga ebyo bye yakola.
The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,
32 Atunuulira ensi, n’ekankana; bw’akwata ku nsozi ennene, ne zinyooka omukka.
Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.
33 Nnaayimbiranga Mukama obulamu bwange bwonna; nnaayimbanga nga ntendereza Katonda wange ennaku zonna ze ndimala nga nkyali mulamu.
I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.
34 Ebirowoozo byange, nga nfumiitiriza, bimusanyusenga; kubanga mu Mukama mwe neeyagalira.
Sweet is my meditation on Him, I — I do rejoice in Jehovah.
35 Naye abakola ebibi baggweewo ku nsi; aboonoonyi baleme kulabikirako ddala. Weebaze Mukama, gwe emmeeme yange. Mumutenderezenga Mukama.
Consumed are sinners from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah!
