Zabbuli 39
1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi: Ya Yedusuni. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nagamba nti, “Nneekuumanga mu bye nkola, n’olulimi lwange lulemenga okwogera ebitali birongoofu. Abakola ebitali bya butuukirivu bwe banaabanga awamu nange nnaabuniranga bubunizi ne soogera.”
TO THE OVERSEER. FOR JEDUTHUN. A PSALM OF DAVID. I have said, “I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep a curb for my mouth, While the wicked [is] before me.”
2 Naye bwe nasirika ne sibaako kye njogedde wadde ekirungi, ate obuyinike bwange ne bweyongera.
I was mute [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
3 Omutima gwange ne gumbabuukirira munda yange. Bwe nnali nkyakifumiitirizaako, omuliro ne gukoleera munda yange; kyenava njogera nti:
My heart [is] hot within me, In my meditating the fire burns, I have spoken with my tongue.
4 “Ayi Mukama, ntegeeza entuuko zange nga bwe ziriba, n’ennaku ze nsigazza; ommanyise ebiseera byange mu bulamu buno bwe biri ebimpi ennyo.”
“Cause me to know, O YHWH, my end, And the measure of my days—what it [is],” I know how frail I [am].
5 Ennaku z’obulamu bwange wazitegeka ziri ng’oluta. Obungi bw’emyaka gyange tobulabamu kantu. Buli muntu, mukka bukka.
Behold, You have made my days handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You, Only, every man set up [is] all vanity. (Selah)
6 Ddala ddala omuntu ku nsi ali ng’ekisiikirize. Atawaana mu kino ne mu kiri, naye byonna butaliimu. Akuŋŋaanya obugagga, so nga tamanyi agenda kubutwala.
Only, each habitually walks in an image, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heaps up and does not know who gathers them.
7 Naye kaakano, Ayi Mukama, nnoonya ki? Essuubi lyange liri mu ggwe.
And now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope—it [is] of You.
8 Ondokole mu bibi byange byonna, abasirusiru baleme okunsekerera.
Deliver me from all my transgressions, Do not make me a reproach of the fool.
9 Nasirika busirisi, saayasamya kamwa kange; kubanga kino ggwe wakikola.
I have been mute, I do not open my mouth, Because You have done [it].
10 Olekere awo okunkuba, emiggo gy’onkubye giyitiridde!
Turn aside Your stroke from off me, From the striving of Your hand I have been consumed.
11 Onenya omuntu ng’omukangavvula olw’ekibi kye ky’akola, omumaliramu ddala ensa, ng’ennyenje bw’ekola olugoye. Ddala omuntu mukka bukka.
With reproofs against iniquity, You have corrected man, And dissolve his desirableness as a moth, Only, every man [is] vanity. (Selah)
12 Ayi Mukama, wulira okusaba kwange, owulire okukaaba kwange onnyambe. Tonsiriikirira nga nkukaabirira. Kubanga ndi mugenyi bugenyi, omutambuze, nga bajjajjange bonna bwe baali.
Hear my prayer, O YHWH, And give ear [to] my cry, Do not be silent to my tear, For I [am] a sojourner with You, A settler like all my fathers.
13 Ndeka nsanyukemu, nga sinnava mu nsi muno, ne mbulirawo ddala.
Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
