Zabbuli 120

1 Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Nkoowoola Mukama nga ndi mu nnaku, era n’annyanukula.

In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

2 Omponye, Ayi Mukama, emimwa egy’obulimba, n’olulimi olw’obukuusa.

O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

3 Onooweebwa ki, era onookolebwa otya, ggwe olulimi olukuusa?

What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

4 Onoofumitibwa n’obusaale obwogi obw’omulwanyi omuzira, n’oyokerwa ku manda ag’omuti entaseesa.

The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

5 Ndabye ennaku, kubanga mbeera mu Meseki; nsula mu weema za Kedali!

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6 Ndudde nnyo mu bantu abakyawa eddembe.

My soul hath been long a sojourner.

7 Nze njagala mirembe, naye bwe njogera bo baagala ntalo.

With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.