Psalms 56

1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God, for men are hounding me; all day they press their attack.

Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi; kayimbidila mu “Dibembi di minti midi ku zitsi zi thama” mu thangu basi Filisti bankanga mu tsi Ngati. Wumboni kiadi, A Nzambi bila batu balembo ndandakana mu kingolo; mu lumbu kimvimba; balembo luti buela kunduanisa

2 My enemies pursue me all day long, for many proudly assail me.

Mimvuezi miama milembo ndandakani mu lumbu kimvimba Bawombo balembo nduanisa mu luniemo luawu.

3 When I am afraid, I put my trust in You.

Mu thangu ndimmona tsisi; ndiela tula diana diama mu ngeyo.

4 In God, whose word I praise— in God I trust. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

Mu Nzambi, mutu vuidi mambu ndieti zitisa Mu Nzambi ndieti tula diana; ndilendi mona tsisi ko, Mutu wowo wumfuanga, mbi kalenda kuphanga e?

5 All day long they twist my words; all their thoughts are on my demise.

Mu lumbu kimvimba, beti balula mambu mama; balembo yindula mu zithangu zioso mu kumbonisa phasi.

6 They conspire, they lurk, they watch my steps while they wait to take my life.

Balembo kutakana; balembo suami balembo fiongunina zithambi ziama, mu nsualu-nsualu batidi bonga luzingu luama.

7 In spite of such sin, will they escape? In Your anger, O God, cast down the nations.

Balendi vukila kani mu kipholo kiawu kimosi ko e? Mu nganzi aku, a Nzambi, bedisa makanda

8 You have taken account of my wanderings. Put my tears in Your bottle— are they not in Your book?

Sonika maniongo mama Lunda matsuela mama mu khutu aku. Masi ko mu lutangu luaku e?

9 Then my enemies will retreat on the day I cry for help. By this I will know that God is on my side.

Buna bambeni ziela vutikisa ku mbusa mu thangu ndiela tela mu tomba lusadusu. Mu diadi diela zabila ti Nzambi widi ku ndambuꞌama.

10 In God, whose word I praise, in the LORD, whose word I praise,

Mu Nzambi mutu vuidi mambu ndieti zitisa Mu Yave, mutu vuidi mambu ndieti zitisa.

11 in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

Mu Nzambi nditula diana diama, ndilendi mona tsisi ko; mutu mbi kalenda ku phanga e?

12 Your vows are upon me, O God; I will render thank offerings to You.

Ndidi ku tsi zindefi ziaku, a Nzambi. Ndiela tambika makaba ma phutudulu matondo kuidi ngeyo.

13 For You have delivered my soul from death, and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of life.

Bila ngeyo wukhula mu lufua, ayi malu mama mu diambu mabika bumina thutu muingi ndidiatilanga va ntuala Nzambi, mu kiezila ki luzingu.