My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.
Ai ejjiba lyange, abeera mu njatika ez'omu jjinja, mu bwekwekero obw'ebbanga, Ndabe amaaso go, mpulire eddoboozi lyo; Kubanga eddoboozi lyo ddungi n'amaaso go ga kusanyusa.