Zabbuli 57
1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Tozikiriza.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi bwe yadduka Sawulo, n’alaga mu mpuku. Onsaasire, Ayi Katonda, onsaasire, kubanga neesiga ggwe. Nzija kwekweka mu kisiikirize ky’ebiwaawaatiro byo okutuusa okuzikirira bwe kulikoma.
`In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, lese thou not the semeli song, `ether the `swete song of Dauid, `whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, For victorie, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple, whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. God, haue thou merci on me, haue thou merci on me; for my soule tristith in thee. And Y schal hope in the schadewe of thi wyngis; til wickidnesse passe.
2 Nkoowoola Katonda Ali Waggulu Ennyo, Katonda atuukiriza bye yantegekera.
I schal crye to God altherhiyeste; to God that dide wel to me.
3 Alisinzira mu ggulu n’andokola, n’amponya abo abampalana. Katonda anandaganga obwesigwa bwe n’okwagala kwe okutaggwaawo.
He sente fro heuene, and delyuerede me; he yaf in to schenschip hem that defoulen me. God sente his merci and his treuthe,
4 Mbeera wakati mu mpologoma, nsula mu bisolo ebirya abaana b’abantu. Amannyo g’abalabe bange gali ng’amafumu n’obusaale. Ennimi zaabwe ziri ng’ebitala ebyogi.
and delyuerede my soule fro the myddis of whelpis of liouns; Y slepte disturblid. The sones of men, the teeth of hem ben armuris and arowis; and her tunge is a scharp swerd.
5 Ayi Katonda, ogulumizibwenga okusinga eggulu; n’ekitiibwa kyo kibune ensi yonna.
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie aboue al erthe.
6 Baatega ekitimba mu kkubo lyange, ne ntya nnyo; ne basimamu obunnya, ate bo bennyini ne babugwamu.
Thei maden redi a snare to my feet; and thei greetly boweden my lijf. Thei delueden a diche bifore my face; and thei felden doun in to it.
7 Omutima gwange munywevu, Ayi Katonda, omutima gwange munywevu. Nnaakutenderezanga n’ennyimba.
God, myn herte is redi, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm.
8 Zuukuka, ggwe omwoyo gwange! Zuukuka ggwe ennanga ey’enkoba, naawe entongooli, ndyoke nnyimbe okukeesa obudde.
Mi glorie, rise thou vp; sautrie and harpe, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
9 Ayi Mukama, ndikwebaza mu mawanga; ndiyimba nga nkutendereza mu bantu.
Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm among hethene men.
10 Kubanga okwagala kwo kungi nnyo, kutuuka ne ku ggulu; n’obwesigwa bwo butuuka ku bire.
For thi merci is magnified til to heuenes; and thi treuthe til to cloudis.
11 Ogulumizibwenga, Ayi Katonda, okusinga eggulu; n’ekitiibwa kyo kibune ensi yonna.
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
