Zabbuli 40
1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nalindirira Mukama n’obugumiikiriza, n’antegera okutu, n’awulira okukoowoola kwange,
To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. I Waited paciently for the Lord, and he inclined vnto me, and heard my cry.
2 n’anziggya mu kinnya eky’entiisa, n’annyinyulula mu bitosi, n’anteeka ku lwazi olugumu kwe nyimiridde.
Hee brought mee also out of the horrible pit, out of the myrie clay, and set my feete vpon the rocke, and ordered my goings.
3 Anjigirizza oluyimba oluggya, oluyimba olw’okutenderezanga Katonda waffe. Bangi bino balibiraba ne batandika okutya Mukama n’okumwesiganga.
And he hath put in my mouth a new song of praise vnto our God: many shall see it and feare, and shall trust in the Lord.
4 Balina omukisa abo abeesiga Mukama, abatagoberera ba malala abasinza bakatonda ab’obulimba.
Blessed is the man that maketh the Lord his trust, and regardeth not the proude, nor such as turne aside to lyes.
5 Ayi Mukama Katonda wange, otukoledde eby’ewunyisa bingi. Ebintu by’otuteekeddeteekedde tewali ayinza kubikutegeeza. Singa ngezaako okubittottola, sisobola kubimalayo byonna olw’obungi bwabyo.
O Lord my God, thou hast made thy wonderfull workes so many, that none can count in order to thee thy thoughts toward vs: I would declare, and speake of them, but they are moe then I am able to expresse.
6 Ssaddaaka n’ebiweebwayo tewabyagala. Ebiweebwayo ebyokebwa olw’okutangirira ebibi, tobyetaaga. Naye onzigudde amatu.
Sacrifice and offering thou didest not desire: (for mine eares hast thou prepared) burnt offring and sinne offering hast thou not required.
7 Kyenava njogera nti, “Nzuuno, nzize nga bwe kyampandiikibwako mu muzingo gw’ekitabo.”
Then said I, Lo, I come: for in the rolle of the booke it is written of me,
8 Nsanyukira okukola ky’oyagala, Ayi Katonda wange, kubanga amateeka go gali mu mutima gwange.
I desired to doe thy good will, O my God: yea, thy Lawe is within mine heart.
9 Ntegeeza obutuukirivu mu lukuŋŋaana olunene. Sisirika busirisi, nga naawe bw’omanyi, Ayi Mukama.
I haue declared thy righteousnesse in the great Congregation: loe, I will not refraine my lippes: O Lord, thou knowest.
10 Bye mmanyi ku butuukirivu bwo sisirika nabyo mu mutima gwange, naye ntegeeza ku bwesigwa bwo n’obulokozi bwo. Abantu nga bakuŋŋaanye, sirema kubategeeza ku mazima go n’okwagala kwo okungi.
I haue not hidde thy righteousnesse within mine heart, but I haue declared thy trueth and thy saluation: I haue not conceiled thy mercy and thy trueth from the great Congregation.
11 Onsasirenga bulijjo, Ayi Mukama, amazima n’okwagala kwo byeyongerenga okunkuuma.
Withdrawe not thou thy tender mercie from mee, O Lord: let thy mercie and thy trueth alway preserue me.
12 Kubanga ebizibu bye siyinza na kubala binneetoolodde; ebibi byange binsukiridde, sikyasobola na kulaba; bisinga enviiri ez’oku mutwe gwange obungi, mpweddemu amaanyi.
For innumerable troubles haue compassed mee: my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me, that I am not able to looke vp: yea, they are moe in nomber then the heares of mine head: therefore mine heart hath failed me.
13 Onsasire ayi Mukama ondokole; Ayi Mukama, oyanguwe okumbeera.
Let it please thee, O Lord, to deliuer mee: make haste, O Lord, to helpe me.
14 Abo abaagala okunzita batabuketabuke baswale; n’abo bonna abagenderera okummalawo bagobebwe nga baswadde.
Let them be confounded and put to shame together, that seeke my soule to destroye it: let them be driuen backward and put to rebuke, that desire mine hurt.
15 Abo abankubira akasonso baswazibwe nnyo.
Let them be destroyed for a rewarde of their shame, which say vnto me, Aha, aha.
16 Naye abo abakunoonya basanyuke era bajaguze; abo abaagala obulokozi bwo boogerenga bulijjo nti, “Mukama agulumizibwenga.”
Let all them, that seeke thee, reioyce and be glad in thee: and let them, that loue thy saluation, say alway, The Lord be praysed.
17 Ndi mwavu, eyeetaaga ennyo. Mukama ondowoozeeko. Tolwawo, Ayi Katonda wange. Ggwe mubeezi wange era Omulokozi wange.
Though I be poore and needie, the Lord thinketh on mee: thou art mine helper and my deliuerer: my God, make no tarying.
