Psalms 80
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies of the Covenant.” A Psalm of Asaph. Hear us, O Shepherd of Israel, who leads Joseph like a flock; You who sit enthroned between the cherubim, shine forth
Nkunga Asafi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi; kayimbidila mu “Lisi”. Bika wutuwila, a Nsungi Iseli, ngeyo wundiatisanga Zozefi banga nkangu wu mamemi; Ngeyo wumvuandanga va khatitsika ba Bakeluba, kienzula kuaku.
2 before Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasseh. Rally Your mighty power and come to save us.
Va ntuala Efalayimi, Benzami ayi Manase! Telimisa zingolo ziaku yiza ayi wutuvukisa.
3 Restore us, O God, and cause Your face to shine upon us, that we may be saved.
Wutuvutula banga bututuama bela, a Nzambi bika zizi kiaku kitukienzula muingi tuvuka.
4 O LORD God of Hosts, how long will Your anger smolder against the prayers of Your people?
Yave, Nzambi nkua ngolo yoso, nate thangu mbi nganzi aku yela leminanga? Mu diambu di zitsambulu zi batu baku e?
5 You fed them with the bread of tears and made them drink the full measure of their tears.
Ngeyo wuba dikila mu dipha di matsuela ayi ngeyo wuba nuikina matsuela mu mbungu yiwala.
6 You make us contend with our neighbors; our enemies mock us.
Wutukitula tho yi minzonza kuidi bobo bafikimini yeto ayi bambeni zieto zilembo kutusekinina.
7 Restore us, O God of Hosts, and cause Your face to shine upon us, that we may be saved.
Wutuvutula banga bututuama bela, a Nzambi nkua ngolo yoso Bika zizi kiaku kitukienzula muingi tuvuka.
8 You uprooted a vine from Egypt; You drove out the nations and transplanted it.
Ngeyo wutumuna nti wu vinu ku Ezipite, wukuka makanda ma Bapakanu bosi wukuna wawu.
9 You cleared the ground for it, and it took root and filled the land.
Ngeyo wukubikila wawu ntoto ayi wawu wumenisa mianzi ayi wudukila tsi.
10 The mountains were covered by its shade, and the mighty cedars with its branches.
Miongo mifuku kuidi phonzi andi, sedeli mi lulendo kuidi matafi mandi.
11 It sent out its branches to the Sea, and its shoots toward the River.
Wufidisa mawu nate ku mbu ayi mintuidila miandi nate ku minlangu minneni.
12 Why have You broken down its walls, so that all who pass by pick its fruit?
Bila mbi wutiolumunini bibaka biandi e? Muingi batu boso bamviokila vana bavela makundi mandi.
13 The boar from the forest ravages it, and the creatures of the field feed upon it.
Ngulu yi nsitu yeti kuyikesikisa; ayi bivangu bi zitsola bilembo dia biawu.
14 Return, O God of Hosts, we pray! Look down from heaven and see! Attend to this vine—
Wutuvutukila, a Nzambi nkua ngolo yoso ayi ku tsi tona ku diyilu ayi mona keba nti wawu wu vinu;
15 the root Your right hand has planted, the son You have raised up for Yourself.
Muanzi wowo koko kuaku ku lubakala ku kuna, Muana wu bakala wowo wuyundula mu diambu diaku veka.
16 Your vine has been cut down and burned; they perish at the rebuke of Your countenance.
Nti aku wu vinu wuzengulu, wuyokolo ku mbazu mu tsembolo aku, batu baku balembo bivi.
17 Let Your hand be upon the man at Your right hand, on the son of man You have raised up for Yourself.
Bika koko kuaku kuba vadi mutu wowo widi koko kuaku ku lubakala muana wubakala wu mutu wowo wuyundula mu diambu diaku veka.
18 Then we will not turn away from You; revive us, and we will call on Your name.
Buna tulendi buela kutatukila ko. Wutuzingisa diaka buna tuela tela dizina diaku.
19 Restore us, O LORD God of Hosts; cause Your face to shine upon us, that we may be saved.
Wutuvutula banga bu tutuama bela, a Yave Nzambi. Bika zizi kiaku kitukienzula muingi tuvuka.
