Zabbuli 43

1 Ayi Katonda, onnejjeereze omponye eggwanga eritatya Katonda ondokole mu mikono gy’abantu abalimba, abakola ebibi.

Right me, defend my cause against a pitiless people. From the crafty and crooked, O God, deliver me.

2 Ddala ddala ggwe Katonda, ekigo kyange eky’amaanyi. Lwaki ondese? Lwaki ŋŋenda nkaaba nga nnyigirizibwa omulabe?

For you are God my protector: why have you cast me off? Why must I walk so sadly, so hard pressed by the foe?

3 Kale tuma omusana gwo n’amazima binnuŋŋamye; bindeete ku lusozi lwo olutukuvu, mu kifo mw’obeera.

Send forth your light and your truth, let them be my guides: to your holy hill let them bring me, to the place where you live.

4 Ne ndyoka ndaga ku kyoto kya Katonda, eri Katonda wange era essanyu lyange eritasingika. Weewaawo nnaakutenderezanga n’ennanga, Ayi Katonda, Katonda wange.

Then will I go to God’s altar, to God my rejoicing; and with joy on the lyre I will praise you, O God, my God.

5 Lwaki wennyise ggwe emmeeme yange? Lwaki otabusetabuse munda yange? Weesige Katonda; kubanga nnaamutenderezanga, Omulokozi wange era Katonda wange.

Why am I downcast? Why this moaning within me? Hope in God; for yet will I praise him, my help, my God.