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.”
For the Chief Musician, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
2 Naye bwe nasirika ne sibaako kye njogedde wadde ekirungi, ate obuyinike bwange ne bweyongera.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 Omutima gwange ne gumbabuukirira munda yange. Bwe nnali nkyakifumiitirizaako, omuliro ne gukoleera munda yange; kyenava njogera nti:
My heart was hot within me; while I was musing the fire kindled: [then] spake I 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.”
LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; let me 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, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; and mine age is as nothing before thee: surely every man at his best estate is altogether 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.
Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 Naye kaakano, Ayi Mukama, nnoonya ki? Essuubi lyange liri mu ggwe.
And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 Ondokole mu bibi byange byonna, abasirusiru baleme okunsekerera.
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 Nasirika busirisi, saayasamya kamwa kange; kubanga kino ggwe wakikola.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 Olekere awo okunkuba, emiggo gy’onkubye giyitiridde!
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11 Onenya omuntu ng’omukangavvula olw’ekibi kye ky’akola, omumaliramu ddala ensa, ng’ennyenje bw’ekola olugoye. Ddala omuntu mukka bukka.
When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely 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 LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Ndeka nsanyukemu, nga sinnava mu nsi muno, ne mbulirawo ddala.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
