New International Reader's Version

Psalm 88

Psalm 88

For the director of music. According to mahalath leannoth. A song. A psalm of the Sons of Korah. A maskil of Heman the Ezrahite.

Lord, you are the God who saves me.
    Day and night I cry out to you.
Please hear my prayer.
    Pay attention to my cry for help.

I have so many troubles
    I’m about to die.
People think my life is over.
    I’m like someone who doesn’t have any strength.
People treat me as if I were dead.
    I’m like those who have been killed and are now in the grave.
You don’t even remember them anymore.
    They are cut off from your care.

It’s as if you have put me deep down in the grave.
    It’s as if you have put me in that deep, dark place.
Your great anger lies heavy on me.
    All the waves of your anger have crashed over me.
You have taken my closest friends away from me.
    You have made me sickening to them.
I feel trapped and can’t escape.
    I’m crying so much I can’t see very well.

Lord, I call out to you every day.
    I lift up my hands to you in prayer.
10 Do you do wonderful things for those who are dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you?
11 Do those who are dead speak about your love?
    Do those who are in the grave tell how faithful you are?
12 Are your wonderful deeds known in that dark place?
    Are your holy acts known in that land where the dead are forgotten?

13 Lord, I cry out to you for help.
    In the morning I pray to you.
14 Lord, why do you say no to me?
    Why do you turn your face away from me?

15 I’ve been in pain ever since I was young.
    I’ve been close to death.
You have made me suffer terrible things.
    I have lost all hope.
16 Your great anger has swept over me.
    Your terrors have destroyed me.
17 All day long they surround me like a flood.
    They have closed in all around me.
18 You have taken my friends and neighbors away from me.
    Darkness is my closest friend.

Endagaano Enkadde nʼEndagaano Empya

Zabbuli 88

Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola.

1Ayi Mukama Katonda, Omulokozi wange,
    nkaaba emisana n’ekiro mu maaso go.
Kkiriza okusaba kwange kutuuke gy’oli;
    otege okutu kwo nga nkukoowoola.

Kubanga emmeeme yange ejjudde ebizibu,
    era nsemberedde okufa.
Mbalirwa mu abo abaserengeta emagombe;
    nfaanana ng’omuntu atalina maanyi.
Bandese wano ng’afudde,
    nga ndi ng’abo be basse abalinda obulinzi entaana,
nga tokyaddayo kubajjukira,
    era nga tewakyali kya kubakolera.

Ontadde mu kinnya ekisinga obuwanvu,
    era eky’ekizikiza ekikutte ennyo.
Obusungu bwo bumbuubuukiddeko nnyo,
    ng’ennyanja esiikuuse n’amayengo gaayo ne gankuba okusukkirira.
Ab’emikwano abasingira ddala okunjagala obammazeeko,
    n’onfuula ekyenyinyalwa gye bali.
Nsibiddwa, so sisobola kwesumattula.
    Amaaso gange gayimbadde olw’ennaku.

Nkukoowoola buli lunaku, Ayi Mukama,
    ne ngolola emikono gyange gy’oli nga nkwegayirira.
10 Ebyamagero byo onoobikoleranga bafu?
    Abafudde banaagolokokanga ne bakutendereza?
11 Okwagala kwo onookulaganga abali emagombe
    n’obwesigwa bwo abo abali mu kifo eky’okuzikirira?
12 Ebyamagero byo binaamanyibwanga mu kifo ekyo eky’ekizikiza?
    Oba ebikolwa byo eby’obutuukirivu bwo bye binaamanyibwanga mu nsi eyamala edda okwerabirwa?

13 Naye nze, Ayi Mukama, naakabiriranga ggwe okunnyamba;
    buli nkya okusaba kwange kunaatuukanga gy’oli.
14 Ayi Mukama, onsuulidde ki?
    Onkwekedde ki amaaso go?

15 Ombonyaabonyezza okuviira ddala mu buvubuka bwange, era nga mbeera kumpi n’okufa;
    ngumiikirizza nnyo entiisa yo, era kaakano mpweddemu essuubi.
16 Obusungu bwo obubuubuuka bunzigwereddeko era bunzikkiriza.
    Entiisa yo tendeseemu ka buntu.
17 Binzingiza nga mukoka olunaku lwonna;
    binsaanikiridde ddala.
18 Ommazeeko ab’emikwano n’abo abanjagala ennyo;
    nsigazza nzikiza yokka.