< Zabbuli 120 >

1 Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Nkoowoola Mukama nga ndi mu nnaku, era n’annyanukula.
A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.
2 Omponye, Ayi Mukama, emimwa egy’obulimba, n’olulimi olw’obukuusa.
Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!
3 Onooweebwa ki, era onookolebwa otya, ggwe olulimi olukuusa?
What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?
4 Onoofumitibwa n’obusaale obwogi obw’omulwanyi omuzira, n’oyokerwa ku manda ag’omuti entaseesa.
With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.
5 Ndabye ennaku, kubanga mbeera mu Meseki; nsula mu weema za Kedali!
I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.
6 Ndudde nnyo mu bantu abakyawa eddembe.
I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.
7 Nze njagala mirembe, naye bwe njogera bo baagala ntalo.
I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.

< Zabbuli 120 >