Psalms 10
1 Why standest Thou afar off, O LORD? Why hidest Thou Thyself in times of trouble?
Lwaki otwekwese, Ayi Mukama? Lwaki otwekwese mu biseera eby’emitawaana?
2 Through the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued, they are taken in the devices that they have imagined.
Omubi, mu malala ge, ayigganya abanafu; muleke agwe mu nkwe ezo z’asaze.
3 For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, and the covetous vaunteth himself, though he contemn the LORD.
Kubanga omubi yeewaana ng’anyumya ku bibi ebiri mu mutima gwe, agabula aboomululu n’avuma Mukama.
4 The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, saith: 'He will not require'; all his thoughts are: 'There is no God.'
Omubi mu malala ge tanoonya Katonda.
5 His ways prosper at all times; Thy judgments are far above out of his sight; as for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.
Buli ky’akola kimugendera bulungi. Amateeka go tagafaako, era n’abalabe be abanyooma.
6 He saith in his heart: 'I shall not be moved, I who to all generations shall not be in adversity.'
Ayogera mu mutima gwe nti, “Sikangibwa, nzija kusanyuka emirembe gyonna.”
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression; under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.
Mu kamwa ke mujjudde okukolima n’obulimba awamu n’okutiisatiisa; ebigambo bye bya mutawaana era bibi.
8 He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages; in secret places doth he slay the innocent; his eyes are on the watch for the helpless.
Yeekukuma mu byalo okutemula abantu abataliiko musango. Yeekweka ng’aliimisa b’anatta.
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place as a lion in his lair, he lieth in wait to catch the poor; he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him up in his net.
Asooba mu kyama ng’empologoma, ng’alindirira okuzinduukiriza abateesobola. Abakwasa n’abatwalira mu kitimba kye.
10 He croucheth, he boweth down, and the helpless fall into his mighty claws.
B’abonyaabonya bagwa wansi ne babetentebwa ng’amaanyi g’omubi gabasukkiridde.
11 He hath said in his heart: 'God hath forgotten; He hideth His face; He will never see.'
Ayogera mu mutima gwe nti, “Katonda yeerabidde, amaaso ge agakwese, era takyaddayo kubiraba.”
12 Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up Thy hand; forget not the humble.
Golokoka, Ayi Mukama, ozikirize omubi, Ayi Katonda; abanaku tobeerabiranga.
13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God, and say in his heart: 'Thou wilt not require'?
Omuntu omubi ayinza atya okukunyooma, Ayi Katonda, n’agamba mu mutima gwe nti “Sigenda kwennyonnyolako?”
14 Thou hast seen; for Thou beholdest trouble and vexation, to requite them with Thy hand; unto Thee the helpless committeth himself; Thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.
Naye ggwe, Ayi Katonda, ennaku zaabwe n’okubonaabona kwabwe obiraba era ojja kubikolako. Ateesobola yeewaayo mu mikono gyo, kubanga gwe mubeezi w’abatalina bakitaabwe.
15 Break Thou the arm of the wicked; and as for the evil man, search out his wickedness, till none be found.
Malawo amaanyi g’omwonoonyi, muyite abyogere ebyo ebibadde bitajja kuzuulwa.
16 The LORD is King for ever and ever; the nations are perished out of His land.
Mukama ye Kabaka emirembe n’emirembe. Amawanga galizikirizibwa mu nsi ye.
17 LORD, Thou hast heard the desire of the humble: Thou wilt direct their heart, Thou wilt cause Thine ear to attend;
Mukama awulira okwetaaga kw’ababonyaabonyezebwa, ogumye emitima gyabwe; otege okutu kwo obaanukule.
18 To right the fatherless and the oppressed, that man who is of the earth may be terrible no more.
Olwanirira abataliiko bakitaabwe n’abajoogebwa; omuntu obuntu ow’oku nsi n’ataddayo kubatiisa.
