Put ye in the sickles, for the harvest is ripe: come and go down, for the press is full, the fats run over: for their wickedness is multiplied.
Muteekeewo ekiwabyo, kubanga ebikungulwa byengedde: mujje musambe; kubanga essogolero lijjudde, amabanvu gayiika; kubanga obubi bwabwe bungi.