Zabbuli 142

1 Okusaba kwa Dawudi bwe yali mu mpuku. Nkaabirira Mukama n’eddoboozi ery’omwanguka; neegayirira Mukama ansaasire.

A maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. With my voice I cry out for help to Yahweh; with my voice I plead for Yahweh's favor.

2 Mmutegeeza byonna ebinneemulugunyisa, ne mmwanjulira ebinteganya byonna.

I pour out my lament before him; I tell him my troubles.

3 Omwoyo gwange bwe gunnennyika, gw’omanyi eky’okunkolera. Banteze omutego mu kkubo lyange mwe mpita.

When my spirit is weak within me, you know my path. In the way that I walk they have hidden a trap for me.

4 Bwe ntunula ku mukono gwange ogwa ddyo, sirabayo anambeera; sirina wa kwekweka, era tewali n’omu anfaako.

I look to my right and and see that there is no one who cares about me. There is no escape for me; no one cares about my life.

5 Nkaabirira ggwe, Ayi Mukama, nga ŋŋamba nti, “Ggwe kiddukiro kyange, ggwe mugabo gwange mu nsi muno.”

I called out to you, Yahweh; I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

6 Owulire okukaaba kwange, kubanga njeezebwa nnyo! Mponya abanjigganya, kubanga bansinza nnyo amaanyi.

Listen to my call, for I have been brought very low; rescue me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.

7 Nziggya mu kkomera, ndyoke nkwebaze nga ntendereza erinnya lyo. Abatuukirivu balinneetooloola, ng’onkoledde ebyekisa ekingi ebingi.

Bring my soul out of prison so that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will gather around me because you have been good to me.”