I have heard and my bowels were troubled: my lips trembled at the voice. Let rottenness enter into my bones, and swarm under me. That I may rest in the day of tribulation: that I may go up to our people that are girded.
Nawulira, olubuto lwange ne lukankana, Emimwa gyange ne gijugumirira eddoboozi eryo; Okuvunda ne kuyingira mu magumba gange, ne nkankanira mu kifo kyange: Mpummulire ku lunaku olw'okulabiramu ennaku, Bwe zirisanga abantu abamutabaala ebibiina.