Zabbuli 60
1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Eddanga ery’Endagaano.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Yakuyigiriza. Dawudi bwe yalwana n’Abaalamu abaava e Nakalayimu n’abaava e Zoba, Yowaabu n’akomawo n’atta Abayedomu omutwalo gumu mu enkumi bbiri mu Kiwonvu eky’Omunnyo. Otusudde, Ayi Katonda, otumazeemu amaanyi, otunyiigidde. Tukwegayiridde otuzze gy’oli.
Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine, When he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal and Joab returned and slew of Edom, in the vale of the saltpits, twelve thousand men. O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.
2 Ensi ogiyuuguumizza n’ogyasaayasa; tukwegayirira enjatika ozizibe, kubanga ekankana.
Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.
3 Obadde mukambwe nnyo eri abantu bo; tuli nga b’owadde omwenge omungi ne gututagaza.
Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.
4 Naye abo abakutya obawanikidde ebbendera okuba akabonero akabakuŋŋaanya awamu, era akatiisa abalabe baabwe.
Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.
5 Otulokole era otuyambe n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo, abakwagala baleme kutuukibwako kabi konna.
Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.
6 Katonda ayogedde ng’asinziira mu kifo kye ekitukuvu, n’agamba nti, “Mu buwanguzi, ndisala mu Sekemu, era n’ekiwonvu kya Sukkosi ndikigabanyagabanyaamu.
God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
7 Ensi ya Gireyaadi yange, n’eya Manase nayo yange. Efulayimu ye nkufiira ey’oku mutwe gwange; ate Yuda gwe muggo gwange ogw’okufuga.
Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:
8 Mowaabu kye kinaabirwamu kyange, ate Edomu gye nkasuka engatto yange: ne ku Bafirisuuti ndeekaana mu buwanguzi.”
Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.
9 Ani anantuusa ku kibuga ekigumu ekinywevu? Ani anankulembera okunnyingiza mu Edomu?
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
10 Si ggwe Ayi Katonda, atusudde, atakyatabaala na magye gaffe?
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?
11 Tudduukirire, nga tulwanyisa abalabe baffe, kubanga obuyambi bw’abantu temuli nsa.
Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.
12 Bwe tunaabeeranga ne Katonda, tunaabanga bawanguzi, kubanga ye y’anaalinnyiriranga abalabe baffe wansi w’ebigere bye.
Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.
