Zabbuli 79
1 Zabbuli ya Asafu. Ayi Katonda omugabo gwo gulumbiddwa amawanga; boonoonye yeekaalu yo entukuvu ne Yerusaalemi kizikiriziddwa, ne kifuuka entuumo.
A psalm of Asaph. God, heathen nations have invaded your land. They have defiled your holy Temple. They have turned Jerusalem into heaps of rubble.
2 Emirambo gy’abaweereza bo bagifudde mmere ya nnyonyi ez’omu bbanga, n’emibiri gy’abatukuvu bo giweereddwa ensolo ez’omu nsiko.
They have given the dead bodies of your servants as food to the birds of the air, the flesh of your faithful people to the beasts of the earth.
3 Omusaayi gwabwe ne guyiibwa ng’amazzi okwetooloola Yerusaalemi, so nga abafudde tewali muntu abaziika.
They have poured out the blood of Jerusalem's people like water all through the city; no one remains to bury the dead.
4 Baliraanwa baffe batuyisaamu amaaso, era tufuuse ekisekererwa eri abo abatwetoolodde.
We have been made a mockery before our neighbors, ridiculed and laughed at by those around us.
5 Ayi Mukama olitusunguwalira kutuusa ddi, nnaku zonna? Obuggya bwo bunaabuubuukanga ng’omuliro?
How long, Lord? Will you be angry with us forever? Will your jealousy always burn like fire?
6 Obusungu bwo bubuubuukire ku mawanga agatakumanyi, ne ku bwakabaka obutakoowoola linnya lyo.
Pour out your anger on the heathen nations that don't know you, and on those kingdoms that don't worship you!
7 Kubanga bazikirizza Yakobo, ne basaanyaawo ensi ye.
For they have destroyed the descendants of Jacob, and turned our country into a wasteland.
8 Totubalira kibi kya bajjajjaffe; tukusaba oyanguwe okutusaasira kubanga tuli mu bwetaavu bungi nnyo.
Don't hold the sins of our forefathers against us! Come to us quickly for we desperately need your compassion.
9 Tuyambe olw’ekitiibwa ky’erinnya lyo, Ayi Katonda ow’obulokozi bwaffe; otuwonye era otutangiririre olw’ebibi byaffe olw’erinnya lyo.
Help us, God of our salvation, because of your wonderful character! Save us and forgive us our sins because that's the kind of person you are!
10 Lwaki abamawanga babuuza nti, “Katonda waabwe ali ludda wa?” Kkiriza okuwalana eggwanga olw’omusaayi gw’abaweereza bo ogwayiyibwa, kumanyibwe mu mawanga gonna nga naffe tulaba.
Why should the heathen nations be able to say, “Where is their God?” May they experience your punishment for shedding the blood of your servants, and may we see it.
11 Wuliriza okusinda kw’omusibe; okozese omukono gwo ogw’amaanyi owonye abo abasaliddwa ogw’okufa.
Listen to the groans of the prisoners; with your great power save those condemned to die.
12 Ayi Mukama, baliraanwa baffe abakuduulira, bawalane emirundi musanvu.
Pay each of these neighbors back seven times for the scorn and ridicule they directed against you, Lord.
13 Kale nno, ffe abantu bo era endiga ez’omu ddundiro lyo, tulyoke tukutenderezenga emirembe gyonna; buli mulembe gulyoke gukutenderezenga emirembe gyonna.
Then we your people, the flock of your pasture, will praise you forever. We will thank you for all generations to come.
