Psalms 57
1 Unto the end, destroy not, for David, for an inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee. And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Tozikiriza.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi bwe yadduka Sawulo, n’alaga mu mpuku. Onsaasire, Ayi Katonda, onsaasire, kubanga neesiga ggwe. Nzija kwekweka mu kisiikirize ky’ebiwaawaatiro byo okutuusa okuzikirira bwe kulikoma.
2 I will cry to God the most High; to God who hath done good to me.
Nkoowoola Katonda Ali Waggulu Ennyo, Katonda atuukiriza bye yantegekera.
3 He hath sent from heaven and delivered me: he hath made them a reproach that trod upon me. God hath sent his mercy and his truth,
Alisinzira mu ggulu n’andokola, n’amponya abo abampalana. Katonda anandaganga obwesigwa bwe n’okwagala kwe okutaggwaawo.
4 And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Mbeera wakati mu mpologoma, nsula mu bisolo ebirya abaana b’abantu. Amannyo g’abalabe bange gali ng’amafumu n’obusaale. Ennimi zaabwe ziri ng’ebitala ebyogi.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
Ayi Katonda, ogulumizibwenga okusinga eggulu; n’ekitiibwa kyo kibune ensi yonna.
6 They prepared a snare for my feet; and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.
Baatega ekitimba mu kkubo lyange, ne ntya nnyo; ne basimamu obunnya, ate bo bennyini ne babugwamu.
7 My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will Sing, and rehearse a psalm.
Omutima gwange munywevu, Ayi Katonda, omutima gwange munywevu. Nnaakutenderezanga n’ennyimba.
8 Arise, O my glory, arise psaltery and harp: I will arise early.
Zuukuka, ggwe omwoyo gwange! Zuukuka ggwe ennanga ey’enkoba, naawe entongooli, ndyoke nnyimbe okukeesa obudde.
9 I will give praise to thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing a psalm to thee among the nations.
Ayi Mukama, ndikwebaza mu mawanga; ndiyimba nga nkutendereza mu bantu.
10 For thy mercy is magnified even to the heavens: and thy truth unto the clouds.
Kubanga okwagala kwo kungi nnyo, kutuuka ne ku ggulu; n’obwesigwa bwo butuuka ku bire.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.
Ogulumizibwenga, Ayi Katonda, okusinga eggulu; n’ekitiibwa kyo kibune ensi yonna.
