The Message

Psalm 7

A David Psalm

11-2 God! God! I am running to you for dear life;
    the chase is wild.
If they catch me, I’m finished:
    ripped to shreds by foes fierce as lions,
    dragged into the forest and left
    unlooked for, unremembered.

3-5 God, if I’ve done what they say—
    betrayed my friends,
    ripped off my enemies—
If my hands are really that dirty,
    let them get me, walk all over me,
    leave me flat on my face in the dirt.

6-8 Stand up, God; pit your holy fury
    against my furious enemies.
Wake up, God. My accusers have packed
    the courtroom; it’s judgment time.
Take your place on the bench, reach for your gavel,
    throw out the false charges against me.
I’m ready, confident in your verdict:
    “Innocent.”

9-11 Close the book on Evil, God,
    but publish your mandate for us.
You get us ready for life:
    you probe for our soft spots,
    you knock off our rough edges.
And I’m feeling so fit, so safe:
    made right, kept right.
God in solemn honor does things right,
    but his nerves are sandpapered raw.

11-13 Nobody gets by with anything.
    God is already in action—
Sword honed on his whetstone,
    bow strung, arrow on the string,
Lethal weapons in hand,
    each arrow a flaming missile.

14 Look at that guy!
    He had sex with sin,
    he’s pregnant with evil.
Oh, look! He’s having
    the baby—a Lie-Baby!

15-16 See that man shoveling day after day,
    digging, then concealing, his man-trap
    down that lonely stretch of road?
Go back and look again—you’ll see him in it headfirst,
    legs waving in the breeze.
That’s what happens:
    mischief backfires;
    violence boomerangs.

17 I’m thanking God, who makes things right.
I’m singing the fame of heaven-high God.

Endagaano Enkadde nʼEndagaano Empya

Zabbuli 7

Zabbuli ya Dawudi gye yayimbira Mukama ng’efa ku Kuusi Omubenyamini.

1Ayi Mukama, Katonda wange, neesiga ggwe:
    ngobaako bonna abangigganya era omponye,
si kulwa nga bantagulataagula ng’empologoma
    ne bankutulakutula obufiififi ne watabaawo amponya.

Ayi Mukama, Katonda wange, obanga nkoze kino,
    era ng’engalo zange ziriko omusango,
obanga waliwo andaze ebirungi nze ne si muyisa bulungi,
    oba nzibye omulabe wange awatali nsonga:
Kale, abalabe bange baleke bangoberere bankwate,
    bankube wansi banninnyirire,
    banzitire mu nfuufu.

Golokoka, Ayi Mukama, mu busungu bwo oziyize abalabe bange abajjudde obukambwe.
    Golokoka, Ayi Katonda wange,
    onnyambe ggwe asala omusango mu bwenkanya.
Kuŋŋaanya bannaggwanga bonna okukwetooloola;
    obafuge ng’oli waggulu ennyo.
    Ggwe, Ayi Mukama, Ali Waggulu Ennyo,
    asalira amawanga gonna emisango,
osale omusango gwange Ayi Mukama Ali Waggulu Ennyo ng’obutuukirivu bwange bwe buli,
    era n’amazima agali mu nze bwe gali.
Ayi Katonda omutukuvu,
    akebera emitima n’emmeeme;
okomye ebikolwa by’abakola ebibi:
    era onyweze abatuukirivu.

10 Katonda Ali Waggulu Ennyo ye ngabo yange;
    alokola abo abalina omutima omulongoofu.
11 Katonda mulamuzi wa mazima;
    era alaga ekiruyi kye buli lunaku.
12 Mukama awagala ekitala kye
    n’aleega omutego gwe
    ogw’obusaale.
13 Era ategese ebyokulwanyisa ebissi;
    era akozesa obusaale obw’omuliro.

14 Omuntu ajjudde ebibi afuna emitawaana,
    n’azaala obulimba.
15 Asima ekinnya, n’akiwanvuya nnyo;
    ate n’akigwamu ye kye yasimye.
16 Emitawaana gye gimwebunguludde;
    n’obukambwe bwe bumuddire.

17 Nneebazanga Mukama olw’obutuukirivu bwe;
    nnaayimbanga nga ntendereza erinnya lya Mukama Ali Waggulu Ennyo.