Psalms 142

1 A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I call out to the Lord for help; pleading with the Lord for mercy.

Nkunga Davidi kayimbidila banga lusambulu mu thangu kaba mu nsuku. Ndinyamikina ngolo kuidi Yave Ndimvumbula mbembo ama kuidi Yave mu diambu di kiadi.

2 I pour out my complaints before him; I tell him what's troubling me.

Ndilembo dukula luniongo luama va ntualꞌandi; va ntualꞌandi, ndinyolukila ziphasi ziama.

3 When I'm totally discouraged, you know the direction I should take. But whichever way I go, people set traps for me.

Mu thangu phevi ama yilembo suki-suki mu khati ama, keti ngeyo wuzaba nzilꞌama. Mu nsolo wowo ndidiatila, muawu batu bathambila ntambu.

4 I look to my right for someone to support me—but no one pays me any attention. There's no safe place for me—no one cares about me at all.

Tala ku lubakala luama ayi tala, kadi mutu widi mayindu mu minu. Ndisi kadi suamunu ko kuisi ko mutu wumbanzila luzingu luama.

5 I cry out to you, Lord, for help, saying, “You are the one who keeps me safe; you are all I need in life.

Kuidi ngeyo ndinyamikina, a Yave. Ndilembo tubi: “ngeyo suamunu kiama; Ngeyo kuku kiama va ntoto wu batu badi moyo.”

6 Please listen to my sad cry, for I'm feeling very low. Please save me from those who are after me, for they're too strong for me.

Dimba yamikina kuama bila ndidi nsukami wu ngolo, wukambulu diana; wukhula mu bobo balembo ndandakana bila bawu bandutidi ngolo.

7 Release me from my prison so I can praise you for the person you are! Those who live right will gather round me because you have treated me so well.”

Bika wuthotula nloko ama muingi ndizitisa dizina diaku; buna basonga bela kuiza kutakana va ndidi mu diambu di mamboti maku kuidi minu.