< Zabbuli 30 >

1 Zabbuli n’Oluyimba. Okuwaayo Yeekaalu. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnaakugulumizanga, Ayi Mukama, kubanga wannyimusa; n’otoganya balabe bange kunneeyagalirako.
I will extol thee, O YHWH; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Ayi Mukama, nakukaabirira onnyambe, n’omponya.
O YHWH my Elohim, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 Ayi Mukama, omwoyo gwange waguggya emagombe, n’omponya ekinnya. (Sheol h7585)
O YHWH, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Muyimbire Mukama nga mumutendereza, mmwe abatukuvu be; mutendereze erinnya lye ettukuvu.
Sing unto YHWH, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5 Kubanga obusungu bwe bwa kiseera buseera, naye obulungi bwe bwa mirembe gyonna. Amaziga gayinza okubaawo ekiro kyokka essanyu ne lijja nga bukedde.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6 Bwe namala okunywera ne njogera nti, “Sigenda kusiguukululwa.”
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7 Ayi Mukama, bwe wanjagala, wanyweza olusozi lwange; naye bwe wankweka amaaso go ne neeraliikirira.
YHWH, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8 Ggwe gwe nakoowoola, Ayi Mukama; ne nkukaabirira Mukama, onsaasire.
I cried to thee, O YHWH; and unto YHWH I made supplication.
9 “Kingasa ki bwe nzika mu kinnya ne nzikirira? Enfuufu eneekutenderezanga n’etegeeza abantu obwesigwa bwo?
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10 Mpuliriza, Ayi Mukama, onsaasire; Ayi Mukama, onnyambe.”
Hear, O YHWH, and have mercy upon me: YHWH, be thou my helper.
11 Ofudde okwaziirana kwange amazina; onnyambuddemu ebibukutu, n’onnyambaza essanyu.
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 Omutima gwange gulemenga kusirika busirisi, wabula gukuyimbirenga ennyimba ez’okukutenderezanga. Ayi Mukama, Katonda wange, nnaakwebazanga emirembe gyonna.
To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O YHWH my Elohim, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

< Zabbuli 30 >