< Zabbuli 16 >

1 Ya Dawudi. Onkuume, Ayi Katonda, kubanga ggwe buddukiro bwange.
A Precious Psalm of David. Preserve me, O GOD, for I have sought refuge in thee.
2 Nagamba Mukama nti, “Ggwe Mukama wange, ebirungi byonna bye nnina biva gy’oli.”
Thou hast said unto Yahweh, My Lord, art thou! My goodness, mounteth not unto thee.
3 Abatukuvu abali mu nsi be njagala era mu bo mwe nsanyukira.
It belongeth unto the holy ones, whom, in his own land, Yahweh, ennobleth, In whom is all his delight
4 Ennaku y’abo abagoberera bakatonda abalala yeeyongera. Siriwaayo ssaddaaka zaabwe ez’omusaayi, wadde okusinza bakatonda baabwe.
They multiply their idols—another, have they purchased! I will not pour out their drink-offerings of blood, nor will I take up their names on my lips.
5 Mukama, ggwe mugabo gwange, era ggw’oliisa obulamu bwange; era ggw’olabirira ebyange.
Yahweh, is mine allotted portion and my cup, Thou, art maintaining my lot.
6 Ensalo zange ziri mu bifo ebisanyusa, ddala ddala omugabo omulungi.
The lines, have fallen unto me, in pleasant places, Verily an inheritance that delighteth me.
7 Nnaatenderezanga Mukama kubanga annuŋŋamya ne mu kiro ayigiriza omutima gwange.
I will bless Yahweh, who hath counselled me, —Surely, by night, shall mine impulses admonish me.
8 Nkulembeza Mukama buli kiseera, era ali ku mukono gwange ogwa ddyo, siinyeenyezebwenga.
I have set Yahweh before me continually, because he is on my right hand, I shall not be shaken!
9 Noolwekyo omutima gwange gusanyuka, n’akamwa kange ne kajaguza; era n’omubiri gwange gunaabeeranga mu mirembe.
Therefore, hath my heart rejoiced, and mine honour exulted, Yea, my flesh, shall settle down securely;
10 Kubanga omwoyo gwange toliguleka magombe, wadde okukkiriza Omutukuvu wo okuvunda. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not abandon my soul to hades, neither wilt thou suffer thy man of lovingkindness, to see corruption: (Sheol h7585)
11 Olindaga ekkubo ery’obulamu; w’oli we wanaabanga essanyu erijjuvu, era mu mukono gwo ogwa ddyo nga mwe muli ebisanyusa emirembe gyonna.
Thou wilt cause me to know, the path of life, —Fulness of joys before thee, Pleasures at thy right hand evermore.

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