Zabbuli 4
1 Ya mukulu wa Bayimbi. Eyimbibwa n’ebivuga eby’enkoba. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Bwe nkukoowoola onnyanukule, Ayi Katonda wange omutuukirivu. Bwe mba mu nnaku, onnyambe. Onkwatirwe ekisa owulire okusaba kwange.
Unto the end, in verses. A psalm for David. When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.
2 Mmwe abaana b’abantu, mulituusa wa okuswazanga ekitiibwa kyange? Mulituusa ddi okugoberera okwagala ebitaliimu, n’okunoonya eby’obulimba?
O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?
3 Naye mutegeere nga Mukama yeerondeddemu abo abamugondera. Bwe nnaamukoowoolanga anampuliranga era anannyanukulanga.
Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.
4 Ne bwe munyiiga ennyo, temusaana kwonoona; musiriikirire, mwekebere era mufumiitirize mu mitima gyammwe nga mugalamidde ku bitanda byammwe.
Be angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.
5 Muweeyo ebiweebwayo ebisaanidde; era mwesigenga Mukama.
Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?
6 Waliwo bangi abasaba nti, “Oyongere okutulaga ebirungi, Ayi Mukama, otumulisize omusana gw’amaaso go.”
The light of thy countenance O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.
7 Ondeetedde essanyu lingi mu mutima gwange erisinga ne lye bafuna mu makungula nga batunuulira ku bibala byabwe ebingi.
By the fruit of their corn, their wine and oil, they are multiplied.
8 Nnaagalamira ne nneebaka mirembe; kubanga ggwe wekka, Ayi Mukama, ggwe ondabirira akabi ne katantuukako.
In peace in the selfsame I will sleep, and I will rest: For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.
