< Zabbuli 30 >

1 Zabbuli n’Oluyimba. Okuwaayo Yeekaalu. Zabbuli ya Dawudi. Nnaakugulumizanga, Ayi Mukama, kubanga wannyimusa; n’otoganya balabe bange kunneeyagalirako.
I will extol you, O LORD; for you have lifted me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Ayi Mukama, nakukaabirira onnyambe, n’omponya.
O LORD my God, I cried unto you, and you have healed me.
3 Ayi Mukama, omwoyo gwange waguggya emagombe, n’omponya ekinnya. (Sheol h7585)
O LORD, you have brought up my soul from the grave: you have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Muyimbire Mukama nga mumutendereza, mmwe abatukuvu be; mutendereze erinnya lye ettukuvu.
Sing unto the LORD, O all of you saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5 Kubanga obusungu bwe bwa kiseera buseera, naye obulungi bwe bwa mirembe gyonna. Amaziga gayinza okubaawo ekiro kyokka essanyu ne lijja nga bukedde.
For his anger endures but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 Bwe namala okunywera ne njogera nti, “Sigenda kusiguukululwa.”
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7 Ayi Mukama, bwe wanjagala, wanyweza olusozi lwange; naye bwe wankweka amaaso go ne neeraliikirira.
LORD, by your favour you have made my mountain to stand strong: you did hide your face, and I was troubled.
8 Ggwe gwe nakoowoola, Ayi Mukama; ne nkukaabirira Mukama, onsaasire.
I cried to you, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
9 “Kingasa ki bwe nzika mu kinnya ne nzikirira? Enfuufu eneekutenderezanga n’etegeeza abantu obwesigwa bwo?
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? shall it declare your truth?
10 Mpuliriza, Ayi Mukama, onsaasire; Ayi Mukama, onnyambe.”
Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be you my helper.
11 Ofudde okwaziirana kwange amazina; onnyambuddemu ebibukutu, n’onnyambaza essanyu.
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 Omutima gwange gulemenga kusirika busirisi, wabula gukuyimbirenga ennyimba ez’okukutenderezanga. Ayi Mukama, Katonda wange, nnaakwebazanga emirembe gyonna.
To the end that my glory may sing praise to you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto you for ever.

< Zabbuli 30 >