Psalms 22
1 For the leader; set to “Deer of the Dawn”. A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you left me, my rescue so far from the words of my roaring?
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Katonda wange, Katonda wange, lwaki onjabulidde? Lwaki ogaana okunnyamba wadde okuwuliriza okwaziirana kwange?
2 I cry in the day, you do not answer, I cry in the night but find no rest.
Ayi Katonda wange, emisana nkukoowoola, naye tonnyanukula; n’ekiro bwe ntyo, naye siweerako.
3 You are the Holy One, throned on the praises of Israel.
Songa ggwe Mutukuvu atudde ku Ntebe, era ettendo lya Isirayiri yonna.
4 In you our ancestors trusted, they trusted and you delivered them.
Bajjajjaffe baakwesiganga; baakwesiga naawe n’obawonya.
5 They cried to you, and found safety, in you did they trust and were not put to shame.
Baakukoowoolanga n’obalokola; era baakwesiganga ne batajulirira.
6 But I am a worm, not a person; insulted by others, despised by the people.
Naye nze ndi lusiriŋŋanyi, siri muntu; abantu bampisaamu amaaso, n’abalala bannyooma.
7 All who see me mock me, with mouths wide open and wagging heads:
Bonna abandaba banduulira, era banvuma nga bwe banyeenyeza omutwe nga bagamba nti,
8 ‘He relies on the Lord; let him save him. Let him rescue the one he holds dear!’
“Yeesiga Mukama; kale amuwonye. Obanga Mukama amwagala, kale nno amulokole!”
9 But you drew me from the womb, laid me safely on my mother’s breasts.
Naye ggwe wanziggya mu lubuto lwa mmange, era wampa okukwesiga ne mu buto bwange bwonna nga nkyayonka.
10 On your care was I cast from my very birth, you are my God from my mother’s womb.
Olwazaalibwa ne nteekebwa mu mikono gyo; olwava mu lubuto lwa mmange n’obeera Katonda wange.
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is nigh, and there is none to help.
Tobeera wala nange, kubanga emitawaana ginsemberedde, ate nga tewali mulala n’omu asobola kunnyamba.
12 I am circled by many bulls, beset by the mighty of Bashan,
Zisseddume nnyingi zinneetoolodde, zisseddume enkambwe ez’e Basani zinzingizizza.
13 who face me with gaping jaws, like ravening roaring lions.
Banjasamiza akamwa kaabwe ng’empologoma bw’ewuluguma ng’etaagulataagula omuyiggo gwayo.
14 Poured out am I like water, and all my bones are loosened. My heart is become like wax, melted within me.
Ngiyiddwa ng’amazzi, n’amagumba gange gasowose mu nnyingo zaago. Omutima gwange guli ng’obubaane, era gusaanuukidde mu mubiri gwange.
15 My palate is dry as a sherd, my tongue sticks to my jaws; in the dust of death you lay me.
Amaanyi gampweddemu, gakaze ng’oluggyo; n’olulimi lwange lukutte waggulu mu kibuno kyange. Ondese awo mu nfuufu ng’omufu.
16 For dogs are round about me, a band of knaves encircles me, gnawing my hands and my feet.
Abantu ababi banneetoolodde; banneebunguludde ng’embwa ennyingi; banfumise ne bawummula ebibatu byange n’ebigere byange.
17 I can count my bones, every one. As for them, they feast their eyes on me.
Amagumba gansowose nnyinza n’okugabala. Abalabe bange bantunuulira nga bannyoomoola.
18 They divide my garments among them, and over my raiment cast lots.
Bagabana engoye zange; era ekyambalo kyange bakikubira akalulu.
19 But you, O Lord, be not far, O my strength, hasten to help me.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Mukama, tobeera wala nange. Ggwe, Amaanyi gange, yanguwa okunnyamba!
20 Deliver my life from the sword my life from the power of the dogs.
Omponye okuttibwa n’ekitala; obulamu bwange obw’omuwendo butaase mu maanyi g’embwa!
21 Save me from the jaws of the lion, from the horns of the wild oxen help me.
Nzigya mu kamwa k’empologoma, omponye amayembe g’embogo enkambwe.
22 I will tell of your fame to my kindred, and in the assembly will praise you.
Nnaategezanga ku linnya lyo mu booluganda; nnaakutenderezanga mu kibiina ky’abantu.
23 Praise the Lord, you who fear him. All Jacob’s seed, give him glory. All Israel’s seed, stand in awe of him.
Mmwe abatya Mukama, mumutenderezenga. Abaana ba Yakobo mwenna mumugulumizenga; era mumussengamu ekitiibwa nga mumutya, mmwe abaana ba Isirayiri mwenna.
24 For he has not despised nor abhorred the sorrow of the sorrowful. He hid not his face from me, but he listened to my cry for help.
Kubanga tanyooma kwaziirana kw’abo abali mu nnaku, era tabeekweka, wabula abaanukula bwe bamukoowoola.
25 Of you is my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will pay before those who fear him.
Mu ggwe mwe muva ettendo lyange mu kibiina ekinene, ne nkutendereza olw’ebyo by’onkoledde. Obweyamo bwange nnaabutuukirizanga mu maaso gaabo abakutya.
26 The afflicted will eat to their heart’s desire, and those who seek after the Lord will praise him. Lift up your hearts forever.
Abaavu banaalyanga ne bakkuta, abo abanoonya Mukama banaamutenderezanga. Emitima gyabwe ginaajaguzanga emirembe gyonna.
27 All will call it to mind, to the ends of the earth, and turn to the Lord; and all tribes of the nations will bow down before you.
Ensi zonna zirijjukira ne zikyukira Mukama, ebika byonna eby’amawanga gonna birimuvuunamira.
28 For the kingdom belongs to the Lord: he is the Lord of the nations.
Kubanga obwakabaka bwonna bwa Mukama, era y’afuga amawanga gonna.
29 To him will bow down all who sleep in the earth, and before him bend all who go down to the dust, and those who could not preserve their lives.
Abagagga bonna ab’omu nsi balirya embaga, ne bamusinza. Bonna abagenda mu nfuufu, balimufukaamirira, abatakyali balamu.
30 My descendants will tell of the Lord to the next generation;
Ezadde lyabwe lirimuweereza; abaliddawo balibuulirwa ekigambo kya Mukama.
31 they will declare his righteousness to people yet to be born: He has done it.
N’abo abatannazaalibwa balibuulirwa obutuukirivu bwe nti, “Ekyo yakikoze.”
