Zabbuli 131

1 Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Lwa Dawudi. Ayi Mukama siri wa malala, so n’amaaso gange tegeegulumiza. Siruubirira bintu binsukiridde newaakubadde ebintu eby’ekitalo ebinsinga.

“A song of the degrees by David.” O Lord, my heart was not haughty, nor were my eyes lofty: neither have I walked after matters too great, or those too wonderful for me.

2 Naye ŋŋonzezza emmeeme yange era ngisiriikirizza ng’omwana bw’asiriikirira nga nnyina amuggye ku mabeere. Omwana avudde ku mabeere nga bw’asiriikirira, n’emmeeme yange bw’eri bw’etyo.

Surely I have pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.

3 Ayi Isirayiri, weesigenga Mukama okuva leero n’okutuusa emirembe gyonna.

Let Israel wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.