O poor little one, tossed with tempest, without all comfort, behold I will lay thy stones in order, and will lay thy foundations with sapphires,
Ggwe abonyaabonyezebwa asuukundibwa n'omuyaga so tosanyusibwa, laba, nditeeka amayinja go mu mabala amalungi, ne nsimba emisingi gyo ne safiro.