Psalms 60
1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine, When he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal and Joab returned and slew of Edom, in the vale of the saltpits, twelve thousand men. O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.
Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Ku ddoboozi, “Eddanga ery’Endagaano.” Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Yakuyigiriza. Dawudi bwe yalwana n’Abaalamu abaava e Nakalayimu n’abaava e Zoba, Yowaabu n’akomawo n’atta Abayedomu omutwalo gumu mu enkumi bbiri mu Kiwonvu eky’Omunnyo. Otusudde, Ayi Katonda, otumazeemu amaanyi, otunyiigidde. Tukwegayiridde otuzze gy’oli.
2 Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.
Ensi ogiyuuguumizza n’ogyasaayasa; tukwegayirira enjatika ozizibe, kubanga ekankana.
3 Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.
Obadde mukambwe nnyo eri abantu bo; tuli nga b’owadde omwenge omungi ne gututagaza.
4 Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.
Naye abo abakutya obawanikidde ebbendera okuba akabonero akabakuŋŋaanya awamu, era akatiisa abalabe baabwe.
5 Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.
Otulokole era otuyambe n’omukono gwo ogwa ddyo, abakwagala baleme kutuukibwako kabi konna.
6 God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
Katonda ayogedde ng’asinziira mu kifo kye ekitukuvu, n’agamba nti, “Mu buwanguzi, ndisala mu Sekemu, era n’ekiwonvu kya Sukkosi ndikigabanyagabanyaamu.
7 Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:
Ensi ya Gireyaadi yange, n’eya Manase nayo yange. Efulayimu ye nkufiira ey’oku mutwe gwange; ate Yuda gwe muggo gwange ogw’okufuga.
8 Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.
Mowaabu kye kinaabirwamu kyange, ate Edomu gye nkasuka engatto yange: ne ku Bafirisuuti ndeekaana mu buwanguzi.”
9 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
Ani anantuusa ku kibuga ekigumu ekinywevu? Ani anankulembera okunnyingiza mu Edomu?
10 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?
Si ggwe Ayi Katonda, atusudde, atakyatabaala na magye gaffe?
11 Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.
Tudduukirire, nga tulwanyisa abalabe baffe, kubanga obuyambi bw’abantu temuli nsa.
12 Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.
Bwe tunaabeeranga ne Katonda, tunaabanga bawanguzi, kubanga ye y’anaalinnyiriranga abalabe baffe wansi w’ebigere bye.
