Zabbuli 3
1 Zabbuli ya Dawudi bwe yadduka mutabani we Abusaalomu. Ayi Mukama, abalabe bange nga beeyongedde obungi! Abanfubutukiddeko okunnumba nga bangi!
A psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how many are my enemies! Many have risen against me.
2 Bangi abanjogerako nti, “Katonda tagenda kumununula.”
Many say about me, “There is no help for him from God.” (Selah)
3 Naye ggwe, Ayi Mukama, ggwe ngabo yange enkuuma; ggwe kitiibwa kyange, era gw’onzizaamu amaanyi.
But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Nkoowoola Mukama n’eddoboozi ery’omwanguka, n’annyanukula ng’asinziira ku lusozi lwe olutukuvu.
I lift up my voice to Yahweh, and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 Ngalamira ne neebaka, era ne nzuukuka bulungi, kubanga Mukama ye ampanirira.
I lay down and slept; I awoke, for Yahweh protected me.
6 Siityenga enkumi n’enkumi z’abalabe bange abanneetoolodde, okunnumba.
I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Golokoka, Ayi Mukama, ondokole Ayi Katonda wange okube abalabe bange bonna omenye oluba lw’abakola ebibi.
Rise up, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you will hit all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Obulokozi buva gy’oli, Ayi Mukama. Emikisa gyo gibeerenga ku bantu bo.
Salvation comes from Yahweh. May your blessings be on your people. (Selah)
