Zabbuli 63
1 Zabbuli ya Dawudi, bwe yali mu ddungu lya Yuda. Ayi Katonda, oli Katonda wange, nkunoonya n’omutima gwange gwonna; emmeeme yange ekwetaaga, omubiri gwange gwonna gukuyaayaanira, nga nnina ennyonta ng’ali mu nsi enkalu omutali mazzi.
A Melody of David. When he was in the Wilderness of Judah. O God, my GOD, thou art, Earnestly do I desire thee, —My soul thirsteth for thee, My flesh fainteth for thee, In a land—dry, and weary for want of water, —
2 Nkulabye ng’oli mu kifo kyo ekitukuvu, ne ndaba amaanyi go n’ekitiibwa kyo.
In like manner as, in the sanctuary, I have had vision of thee, To behold thy power and thy glory.
3 Kubanga okwagala kwo okutaggwaawo kusinga obulamu; akamwa kange kanaakutenderezanga.
Because better is thy lovingkindness than life, My lips, aloud shall praise thee!
4 Bwe ntyo nnaakutenderezanga obulamu bwange bwonna; nnaayimusanga emikono gyange mu linnya lyo.
Thus, will I bless thee while I live, In thy Name, will I lift up mine outspread hands:
5 Emmeeme yange enekkutanga ebyassava n’obugagga; nnaayimbanga nga nkutendereza n’emimwa egy’essanyu.
As with fatness and richness, shall my soul be satisfied, And, with joyfully shouting lips, shall my mouth utter praise.
6 Nkujjukira nga ndi ku kitanda kyange, era nkufumiitirizaako mu ssaawa ez’ekiro.
Should I call thee to mind upon my couch, In the watches of the night, would I breathe soft speech of thee.
7 Olw’okuba ng’oli mubeezi wange, nnyimba nga ndi mu kisiikirize ky’ebiwaawaatiro byo.
For thou hast become a help unto me, —And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.
8 Emmeeme yange yeekwata ku ggwe; omukono gwo ogwa ddyo gumpanirira.
My soul hath run clinging to thee, On me, hath thy right hand laid hold.
9 Naye abo abannoonya okunzita balizikirizibwa, baliserengeta emagombe.
When, they, to crush it, would seek my life, They shall go into the lower parts of the earth:
10 Balisaanawo n’ekitala; ne bafuuka emmere y’ebibe.
Every one shall be given up into the power of the sword, The portion of jackals, shall they become.
11 Naye ye kabaka anaajagulizanga mu Katonda; bonna abalayira mu linnya lya Katonda banaatenderezanga Katonda, naye akamwa k’abalimba kalisirisibwa.
But, the king, shall rejoice in God, —Every one shall glory who sweareth by him, For the mouth of them who speak falsehood, shall be stopped.
