Zabbuli 28
1 Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nkukoowoola ggwe, Ayi Mukama, Olwazi lwange, tolema kumpuliriza; kubanga bw’onoonsiriikirira nzija kuba nga bali abakkirira mu kinnya.
To you will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if you be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
2 Owulire eddoboozi ery’okwegayirira kwange, nga mpanise emikono gyange okwolekera ekifo kyo ekisinga byonna obutukuvu, nga nkukaabirira okunnyamba.
Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry to you, when I lift up my hands toward your holy oracle.
3 Tontwalira mu boonoonyi, abakola ebibi; abanyumya obulungi ne bannaabwe, so ng’emitima gyabwe gijjudde bukyayi bwerere.
Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbors, but mischief is in their hearts.
4 Basasule ng’ebikolwa byabwe bwe biri, n’olw’ebyambyone bye bakoze. Basasule olwa byonna emikono gyabwe gye bisobezza, obabonereze nga bwe basaanidde.
Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavors: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.
5 Olwokubanga tebafaayo ku mirimu gya Mukama, oba ku ebyo bye yakola n’emikono gye, alibazikiririza ddala, era talibaddiramu.
Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
6 Atenderezebwe Mukama, kubanga awulidde eddoboozi ly’okwegayirira kwange.
Blessed be the LORD, because he has heard the voice of my supplications.
7 Mukama ge maanyi gange, era ye ngabo yange, ye gwe neesiga. Bwe ntyo ne nyambibwa. Omutima gwange gunaajaguzanga, ne mmuyimbira ennyimba ez’okumwebazanga.
The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoices; and with my song will I praise him.
8 Mukama y’awa abantu be amaanyi, era kye kiddukiro eky’obulokozi bw’oyo gwe yafukako amafuta.
The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.
9 Olokole abantu bo, obawe omukisa abalonde bo. Obakulemberenga ng’omusumba, era obawanirirenga emirembe gyonna.
Save your people, and bless your inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.
