Psalms 4
1 Unto the end, in verses. A psalm for David. When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.
Nkunga Davidi, kayimbidila mu bisiku bi zitsinga mu diambu di pfumu minyimbidi. Wuphutudila mvutu bu ndilembo kutedi, a Nzambi ama yisonga ayi wutsadisa bu ndidi mu phasi; wumboni kiadi, wa lusambulu luama.
2 O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?
Nate thangu mbi luela, tatamana fuisa nkembo ama tsoni e? Nate thangu mbi luela tatamana zodilanga vanga mambu ma phamba ayi tombanga zinzambi zi luvunu e?
3 Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.
Luzaba mboti ti Yave wukisobudidi mutu wumosi wunkinzikanga mambu mandi. Yave wela wa mu thangu ndiela kuntela.
4 Be angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.
Ku tsi nganzi eno, kadi vola masumu. Mu thangu luidi mu zimbuka zieno, lufiongunina mintima mieno bosi luba dio sui.
5 Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?
Lutambika makaba ma busonga, ayi lutula diana dieno mu Yave.
6 The light of thy countenance O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.
Bawombo balembo tubi: “Nani wulenda kutumonisa mamboti e?” Bika kiezila ki zizi kiaku kitukienzula, a Yave!
7 By the fruit of their corn, their wine and oil, they are multiplied.
Wuwesidi khini yiwombo mu ntimꞌama, viokila yoyi yiba yawu mu thangu baba ble yiwombo ayi vinu kiwombo
8 In peace in the selfsame I will sleep, and I will rest: For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.
Ndiela lambadala ayi ndiela leka tulu mu ndembama bila ngeyo veka kaka, a Yave bila ngeyo veka kaka wukuphuandisanga mu luvovomo.
