Psalms 88
1 A canticle of a psalm for the sons of Core: unto the end, for Maheleth, to answer understanding of Eman the Ezrahite. O Lord, the God of my salvation: I have cried in the day, and in the night before thee.
Nkunga bana ba Kole kuidi pfumu minyimbidi; bayimbidila mu flute. Nkunga Hemani muisi Ezilakite. A Yave, Nzambi yoyi yeti kuphukisa, muini ayi builu ndieti yamikina va ntualꞌaku.
2 Let my prayer come in before thee: incline thy ear to my petition.
Bika lusambulu luama lutula va ntualꞌaku; balula dikutu diaku bu ndilembo yamikina.
Bila muelꞌama wufulukidi mu ziphasi ayi luzingu luama lufikimini tsi yi bafua. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among them that go down to the pit: I am become as a man without help,
Ndidi mu ntanda wu batu bobo bankuenda ku diyilu ndieka banga mutu kambulu zingolo.
5 Free among the dead. Like the slain sleeping in the sepulchres, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cast off from thy hand.
Ndidi wuvuanda va ndambu lufua, banga batu bavondo; bobo badi baleka mu ku tsi bafua; bobo wunkambu buela tebukilanga moyo, bobo wusia buela bela mayindu ko.
6 They have laid me in the lower pit: in the dark places, and in the shadow of death.
Ngeyo wuthula mu dibulu dinneni, mu tombi kinkobo.
7 Thy wrath is strong over me: and all thy waves thou hast brought in upon me.
Miangu miaku mimbuila ayi zitu midi Minu ndidiamusu kuidi ngeyo mu mayo maku moso.
8 Thou hast put away my acquaintance far from me: they have set me an abomination to themselves. I was delivered up, and came not forth:
Ngeyo wuphambisa mu bakundi bama bakiluzolo ngeyo wukhitula kima ki khemi kuidi bawu. Ndidi wukangama ayi ndilendi baka bu tinina ko.
9 My eyes languished through poverty. All the day I cried to thee, O Lord: I stretched out my hands to thee.
Meso mama meka mbumbuluka mu diambu di ziphasi; ngeyo ndintela; a Yave, kadika lumbu kuidi ngeyo ndinonuna mioko miama.
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? or shall physicians raise to life, and give praise to thee?
Wulenda kuaku monisa matsiminanga maku kuidi mutu wufua e? Bafua balenda fuluka ayi kuzitisa e?
11 Shall any one in the sepulchre declare thy mercy: and thy truth in destruction?
Balenda yolukila luzolo luaku mu tsi bafua ayi kikhuikizi kiaku mu mbivusu e?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark; and thy justice in the land of forgetfulness?
Matsiminanga maku malenda zabakanga mu bibuangu bidi tombi voti mavanga maku masonga mu ntoto wowo batu bazimbakana mambu moso e?
13 But I, O Lord, have cried to thee: and in the morning my prayer shall prevent thee.
Vayi minu kuidi ngeyo ndinyamikina mu tomba lusadusu, mu nsuka lusambulu luama lunkuiza va ntualꞌaku.
14 Lord, why castest thou off my prayer: why turnest thou away thy face from me?
Bila mbi ngeyo Yave wundozidi e? Ayi bila mbi wulembo tsuekila zizi kiaku e?
15 I am poor, and in labours from my youth: and being exalted have been humbled and troubled.
Tona mu bumuana buama minu ndidi mu phasi ndidi wukangama mu lufua Ndimona ziphasi mu tsisi aku ayi ndieka wukambu diana.
16 Thy wrath hath come upon me: and thy terrors have troubled me.
Miangu miaku mingolo mimbuididi tsisi aku yimbunga.
17 They have come round about me like water all the day: they have compassed me about together.
Mu lumbu kimvimba yawu yinzungidila banga khuka nlangu yawu yitungu kumbina mvimba.
18 Friend and neighbour thou hast put far from me: and my acquaintance, because of misery.
Ngeyo mu bandiatanga yama ayi mu bakiluzolo bama tombi kiawu nkundi ama wukuikama.
