< Zabbuli 16 >

1 Ya Dawudi. Onkuume, Ayi Katonda, kubanga ggwe buddukiro bwange.
`Of the meke and symple, the salm of Dauid. Lord, kepe thou me, for Y haue hopid in thee;
2 Nagamba Mukama nti, “Ggwe Mukama wange, ebirungi byonna bye nnina biva gy’oli.”
Y seide to the Lord, Thou art my God, for thou hast no nede of my goodis.
3 Abatukuvu abali mu nsi be njagala era mu bo mwe nsanyukira.
To the seyntis that ben in the lond of hym; he made wondurful alle my willis in hem.
4 Ennaku y’abo abagoberera bakatonda abalala yeeyongera. Siriwaayo ssaddaaka zaabwe ez’omusaayi, wadde okusinza bakatonda baabwe.
The sikenessis of hem ben multiplied; aftirward thei hastiden. I schal not gadire togidere the conuenticulis, `ethir litle couentis, of hem of bloodis; and Y schal not be myndeful of her names bi my lippis.
5 Mukama, ggwe mugabo gwange, era ggw’oliisa obulamu bwange; era ggw’olabirira ebyange.
The Lord is part of myn eritage, and of my passion; thou art, that schalt restore myn eritage to me.
6 Ensalo zange ziri mu bifo ebisanyusa, ddala ddala omugabo omulungi.
Coordis felden to me in ful clere thingis; for myn eritage is ful cleer to me.
7 Nnaatenderezanga Mukama kubanga annuŋŋamya ne mu kiro ayigiriza omutima gwange.
I schal blesse the Lord, that yaf vndurstondyng to me; ferthermore and my reynes blameden me `til to nyyt.
8 Nkulembeza Mukama buli kiseera, era ali ku mukono gwange ogwa ddyo, siinyeenyezebwenga.
I purueide euere the Lord in my siyt; for he is on the riythalf to me, that Y be not moued.
9 Noolwekyo omutima gwange gusanyuka, n’akamwa kange ne kajaguza; era n’omubiri gwange gunaabeeranga mu mirembe.
For this thing myn herte was glad, and my tunge ioyede fulli; ferthermore and my fleisch schal reste in hope.
10 Kubanga omwoyo gwange toliguleka magombe, wadde okukkiriza Omutukuvu wo okuvunda. (Sheol h7585)
For thou schalt not forsake my soule in helle; nether thou schalt yyue thin hooli to se corrupcioun. (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 hast maad knowun to me the weies of lijf; thou schalt fille me of gladnesse with thi cheer; delityngis ben in thi riythalf `til in to the ende.

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