Psalms 54

1 For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. When the Ziphites went to Saul and said, “Is David not hiding among us?” Save me, O God, by Your name, and vindicate me by Your might!

Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi kayimbidila mu mu thangu basi Zifi bayiza kamba Sawuli ti: “Davidi kuidi beto” kasuamini. Wuphukisa, Nzambi ama, mu dizina diaku; wundungisa mu lulendo luaku.

2 Hear my prayer, O God; listen to the words of my mouth.

Wa lusambulu luama, a Nzambi. Dimba mambu ma munuꞌama.

3 For strangers rise up against me, and ruthless men seek my life— men with no regard for God.

Zinzenza zilembo nduanisa ayi batu ba tsita balembo tombi luzingu luama. Batu bankambu kinzikanga Nzambi.

4 Surely God is my helper; the Lord is the sustainer of my soul.

Bukiedika, Nzambi niandi nsadisi ama. Yave niandi wukukhindisanga.

5 He will reward my enemies with evil. In Your faithfulness, destroy them.

Bika mambimbi mabuila bobo beti kuphueza; Mu kikhuikizi kiaku, wuba bunga.

6 Freely I will sacrifice to You; I will praise Your name, O LORD, for it is good.

Ndiela kutambikanga makaba mu ntima wu luzolo; ndiela zitisa dizina diaku, a Yave. Bila didi dimboti.

7 For He has delivered me from every trouble, and my eyes have stared down my foes.

Bila niandi wukhula mu ziphasi ziama zioso ayi meso mama mamona mbedoso yi bobo beti kundenda.