Zabbuli 88
1 Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Ayi Mukama Katonda, Omulokozi wange, nkaaba emisana n’ekiro mu maaso go.
[A Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Suffering of Affliction." A contemplation by Heman, the Ezrahite.] Jehovah, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
2 Kkiriza okusaba kwange kutuuke gy’oli; otege okutu kwo nga nkukoowoola.
Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.
For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
4 Mbalirwa mu abo abaserengeta emagombe; nfaanana ng’omuntu atalina maanyi.
I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
5 Bandese wano ng’afudde, nga ndi ng’abo be basse abalinda obulinzi entaana, nga tokyaddayo kubajjukira, era nga tewakyali kya kubakolera.
set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.
6 Ontadde mu kinnya ekisinga obuwanvu, era eky’ekizikiza ekikutte ennyo.
You have laid me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
7 Obusungu bwo bumbuubuukiddeko nnyo, ng’ennyanja esiikuuse n’amayengo gaayo ne gankuba okusukkirira.
Your wrath lies heavily on me. You have afflicted me with all your waves. (Selah)
8 Ab’emikwano abasingira ddala okunjagala obammazeeko, n’onfuula ekyenyinyalwa gye bali. Nsibiddwa, so sisobola kwesumattula.
You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
9 Amaaso gange gayimbadde olw’ennaku. Nkukoowoola buli lunaku, Ayi Mukama, ne ngolola emikono gyange gy’oli nga nkwegayirira.
My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Jehovah. I have spread out my hands to you.
10 Ebyamagero byo onoobikoleranga bafu? Abafudde banaagolokokanga ne bakutendereza?
Do you show wonders to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? (Selah)
11 Okwagala kwo onookulaganga abali emagombe n’obwesigwa bwo abo abali mu kifo eky’okuzikirira?
Is your loving kindness declared in the grave? Or your faithfulness in Destruction?
12 Ebyamagero byo binaamanyibwanga mu kifo ekyo eky’ekizikiza? Oba ebikolwa byo eby’obutuukirivu bwo bye binaamanyibwanga mu nsi eyamala edda okwerabirwa?
Are your wonders made known in the dark? Or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 Naye nze, Ayi Mukama, naakabiriranga ggwe okunnyamba; buli nkya okusaba kwange kunaatuukanga gy’oli.
But to you, Jehovah, I have cried. In the morning, my prayer comes before you.
14 Ayi Mukama, onsuulidde ki? Onkwekedde ki amaaso go?
Jehovah, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?
15 Ombonyaabonyezza okuviira ddala mu buvubuka bwange, era nga mbeera kumpi n’okufa; ngumiikirizza nnyo entiisa yo, era kaakano mpweddemu essuubi.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.
16 Obusungu bwo obubuubuuka bunzigwereddeko era bunzikkiriza. Entiisa yo tendeseemu ka buntu.
Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.
17 Binzingiza nga mukoka olunaku lwonna; binsaanikiridde ddala.
They came around me like water all day long. They completely engulfed me.
18 Ommazeeko ab’emikwano n’abo abanjagala ennyo; nsigazza nzikiza yokka.
You have put lover and friend far from me, and my friends into darkness.
