< Zabbuli 2 >

1 Lwaki amawanga geegugunga n’abantu ne bateganira obwereere okusala enkwe?
Why do the heathen rage, And the nations meditate a vain thing?
2 Bakabaka ab’ensi bakuŋŋaanye, n’abafuzi ne bateeseza wamu ku Mukama ne ku Kristo we, nga bagamba nti,
Why do the kings of the earth rise up, And the princes combine together, Against Jehovah, and against his anointed king?
3 “Ka tukutule enjegere zaabwe, era tweyambulemu ekikoligo kyabwe.”
“Let us break their bonds asunder; Let us cast away from us their fetters!”
4 Naye Katonda oyo atuula mu ggulu, abasekerera busekerezi, n’enkwe zaabwe ezitaliimu zimusesa.
He that sitteth in heaven will laugh; The Lord will have them in derision.
5 N’alyoka abanenya ng’ajjudde obusungu, n’abatiisa nnyo ng’aswakidde.
Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, And confound them in his hot displeasure.
6 N’abagamba nti, “Ddala ddala nateekawo kabaka owange ku lusozi lwange Sayuuni olutukuvu.”
“I myself have anointed my king, Upon Zion, my holy hill!”
7 Nzija kulangirira ekiragiro kya Mukama: kubanga yaŋŋamba nti, “Ggwe oli Mwana wange, olwa leero nfuuse kitaawo.
I will declare the decree of Jehovah: He hath said to me, “Thou art my son; This day I have begotten thee.
8 Nsaba, nange ndikuwa amawanga gonna okuba obusika bwo, era n’ensi yonna gy’ekoma okuba amatwale go.
Ask of me, and I will give thee the nations for thine inheritance, And the ends of the earth for thy possession.
9 Olibafugisa omuggo ogw’ekyuma, era olibabetenta ng’entamu y’omubumbi.”
Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; Thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.”
10 Kale nno mubeere n’amagezi mmwe bakabaka; muyige okulabulwa mmwe abafuzi b’ensi.
Be wise, therefore, O ye kings! Be admonished, ye rulers of the earth!
11 Muweereze Mukama nga mumutya, era musanyuke n’okukankana.
Be subject to Jehovah with awe, And fear with trembling!
12 Mwanirize Omwana, mumusembeze Mukama aleme okubasunguwalira n’okubazikiriza nga muli mu kkubo lyammwe; kubanga obusungu bwe bubuubuuka mangu. Kyokka bonna abaddukira gy’ali balina omukisa.
Kiss the son, lest He be angry, and ye perish in your way; For soon shall his wrath be kindled. Happy are all they who seek refuge in him.

< Zabbuli 2 >