Psalms 101

1 A psalm for David himself. Mercy and judgment I will sing to thee, O Lord: I will sing,

Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnaayimbanga ku kwagala kwo n’obutuukirivu bwo; nnaayimbiranga ggwe, Ayi Mukama.

2 And I will understand in the unspotted way, when thou shalt come to me. I walked in the innocence of my heart, in the midst of my house.

Nneegenderezanga, mu bulamu bwange ne nkola eby’obutuukirivu, naye olijja ddi gye ndi? Nnaabeeranga mu nnyumba yange nga siriiko kya kunenyezebwa.

3 I did not set before my eyes any unjust thing: I hated the workers of iniquities.

Sijjanga kwereetereza kintu kyonna ekibi. Nkyayira ddala ebikolwa by’abo abava mu kkubo lyo; sijjanga kubyeteekako.

4 The perverse heart did not cleave to me: and the malignant, that turned aside from me, I would not know.

Sijjanga kuba mukuusa; ekibi nnaakyewaliranga ddala.

5 The man that in private detracted his neighbour, him did I persecute. With him that had a proud eye, and an unsatiable heart, I would not eat.

Oyo alyolyoma muliraanwa we mu kyama, nnaamuzikiririzanga ddala; amaaso ag’amalala n’omutima ogw’amalala sijja kubigumiikirizanga.

6 My eyes were upon the faithful of the earth, to sit with me: the man that walked in the perfect way, he served me.

Abeesigwa abali mu nsi yaffe nnaabasanyukiranga, balyoke babeerenga nange; akola eby’obutuukirivu y’anamperezanga.

7 He that worketh pride shall not dwell in the midst of my house: he that speaketh unjust things did not prosper before my eyes.

Atayogera mazima taabeerenga mu nnyumba yange. Omuntu alimba sirimuganya kwongera kubeera nange.

8 In the morning I put to death all the wicked of the land: that I might cut off all the workers of iniquity from the city of the Lord.

Buli nkya nnaazikirizanga abakola ebibi bonna mu nsi, bwe ntyo abakozi b’ebibi ne mbamalirawo ddala mu kibuga kya Mukama.