Zabbuli 80
1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Amalanga g’Endagaano.” Zabbuli ya Asafu. Wulira, Ayi Omusumba wa Isirayiri; ggwe akulembera Yusufu ng’alunda ekisibo kyo; ggwe atudde ku ntebe ey’obwakabaka mu bakerubi, twakire.
To the Chief Musician. For "the Lilies of Testimony." Asaph’s. A Melody. O Shepherd of Israel, give ear, Thou who leddest forth Joseph like a rock, Thou who art throned on the cherubim, appear!
2 Amaanyi go galabike mu Efulayimu, ne mu Benyamini ne mu Manase, ojje otulokole.
Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up thy strength, And come! to our salvation.
3 Tukomyewo gy’oli, Ayi Katonda, otutunuulize amaaso ag’ekisa, otulokole.
O God, bring us back, And light up thy face, That we may be saved.
4 Ayi Katonda, Mukama ow’Eggye, olituusa ddi okusunguwalira okusaba kw’abantu bo?
O Yahweh, God of hosts! How long hast thou been wroth with the prayer of thy people?
5 Wabaliisa emmere ejjudde amaziga; n’obanywesa ebikopo by’amaziga musera.
Thou hast fed them with the food of tears, And hast caused them to drink the water of weeping in threefold abundance.
6 Otufudde eky’okusekererwa mu baliraanwa baffe, n’abalabe baffe ne batuduulira.
Thou dost make us an object of contention to our neighbours, And, our foes, find mockery for themselves.
7 Tukomyewo gy’oli, Ayi Mukama ow’Eggye, otutunuulize amaaso go ag’ekisa, tulokolebwe.
O God of hosts, bring us back, And light up thy face, That we may be saved.
8 Waleeta omuzabbibu ng’oguggya mu Misiri; n’ogobamu amawanga agaali mu nsi muno n’ogusimba.
A vine out of Egypt, thou didst remove, Thou didst cast out nations, and plant it;
9 Wagulongooseza ettaka, ne gumera, emirandira ne ginywera bulungi, ne gwagaagala mu nsi.
Thou didst make a clear space before it, So it rooted well its roots, and filled up the land;
10 Ekisiikirize kyagwo ne kibikka ensozi, n’amatabi gaagwo ne gaba ng’emivule egy’amaanyi.
Covered were the mountains with its shade, And, with its boughs, the mighty cedars.
11 Amatabi gaagwo ne gatuuka ku Nnyanja eya Wakati n’amatabi g’ennyanja gaayo ne gatuuka ku Mugga Fulaati.
It thrust forth its branches as far as the sea, —And, unto the River, its shoots.
12 Kale wamenyera ki ebisenge byagwo, abayitawo bonna ne beenogera ebibala byagwo?
Wherefore hast thou broken down its fences, So that all who pass along the way, pluck its fruit?
13 Embizzi ez’omu kibira zigwonoona, na buli nsolo ey’omu nsiko egulya.
The boar out of the forest, browseth upon it, And, the wild beast of the field, pastureth thereon.
14 Tukyukire, Ayi Katonda ow’Eggye, otunuulire ensi ng’osinziira mu ggulu; olabirire omuzabbibu guno.
O God of hosts, return, we pray thee, —Look down out of the heavens, and see, And inspect this vine:
15 Gwe wagwesimbira n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo, era ggwe weerondera omwana wo.
Yea the stock which thy right hand planted, Even upon the son thou didst secure for thyself.
16 Bagutemye, ne bagwokya omuliro; abakoze ekyo banenye mu bukambwe, obazikirize.
To be burned with fire, it is cut down, —At the rebuke of thy countenance, they will perish.
17 Naye muwe amaanyi omusajja oyo gw’oyagala era omwana oyo gwe weerondera.
Let thy hand be, Upon the Man of thy right hand, Upon the Son of Man thou didst secure for thyself;
18 Bwe tutyo tuleme okukuvaako, n’okukukuba amabega. Otuzzeemu amaanyi, naffe tunaakoowoolanga erinnya lyo.
So will we not draw back from thee, Thou wilt bring us to life, And, on thy Name, will we call.
19 Otukomyewo gy’oli, Ayi Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye, otutunuulize amaaso go ag’ekisa, tulyoke tulokolebwe.
O Yahweh, God of hosts! bring us back, Light up thy face, That we may be saved.
