Zabbuli 12

1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Tuyambe, Ayi Mukama, kubanga tewakyali n’omu amanyi Katonda; abantu abeesigwa bonna baweddewo.

For the leader; on the sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, Lord, for the good are all gone, faithful people have vanished.

2 Buli muntu alimba munne; akamwa kaabwe akawaana koogera bya bulimba.

One lies to another, speaking empty lies, with flattering lips and false hearts they speak.

3 Mukama, osirise akamwa k’abo bonna abeewaanawaana, na buli lulimi olwenyumiriza;

May the Lord cut off all the flattering lips, and the tongue that utters arrogance,

4 nga boogera nti, “Tujja kuwangula n’olulimi lwaffe, era tufune byonna bye twetaaga n’akamwa kaffe, kubanga ani alitukuba ku mukono.”

they declare, “Our tongue is our strength, our allies our lips: who is lord over us?”

5 Mukama ayogera nti, “Olw’okujoogebwa kw’abanafu, n’olw’okusinda kw’abali mu bwetaavu, nnaasituka kaakano ne nnwanirira abo abalumbibwa.”

“The poor are despoiled, and the needy are sighing; so now I will act,” the Lord declares “And place them in the safety they long for.”

6 Ebigambo bya Mukama bya bwesigwa era bya mazima. Bigeraageranyizibwa n’effeeza erongoosebbwa obulungi emirundi musanvu mu kyoto eky’ebbumba.

The words of the Lord are words that are pure, silver smelted, seven times refined.

7 Ayi Mukama, tukwesiga ng’onootukuumanga, n’otuwonya abantu abali ng’abo emirembe gyonna.

You will keep us, Lord, and guard us from this generation forever,

8 Ababi beeyisaayisa nga bagulumiza ebitaliimu nsa.

in a world where the wicked prowl, and worthless people exalted.