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.
To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David. When I cry, answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place, thou hast made room for me, Show me favour, and hear my prayer.
2 Mmwe abaana b’abantu, mulituusa wa okuswazanga ekitiibwa kyange? Mulituusa ddi okugoberera okwagala ebitaliimu, n’okunoonya eby’obulimba?
Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? (Selah)
3 Naye mutegeere nga Mukama yeerondeddemu abo abamugondera. Bwe nnaamukoowoolanga anampuliranga era anannyanukulanga.
Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him.
4 Ne bwe munyiiga ennyo, temusaana kwonoona; musiriikirire, mwekebere era mufumiitirize mu mitima gyammwe nga mugalamidde ku bitanda byammwe.
Be deeply moved, but do not sin, —Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. (Selah)
5 Muweeyo ebiweebwayo ebisaanidde; era mwesigenga Mukama.
Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; and put your trust in Yahweh.
6 Waliwo bangi abasaba nti, “Oyongere okutulaga ebirungi, Ayi Mukama, otumulisize omusana gw’amaaso go.”
Multitudes, are saying, Who will show us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh.
7 Ondeetedde essanyu lingi mu mutima gwange erisinga ne lye bafuna mu makungula nga batunuulira ku bibala byabwe ebingi.
Thou hast put gladness in my heart, —beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased.
8 Nnaagalamira ne nneebaka mirembe; kubanga ggwe wekka, Ayi Mukama, ggwe ondabirira akabi ne katantuukako.
In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.
