Psalms 144
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
Nkunga Davidi. Bika, nzitusu wuba kuidi Yave, ditadi diama; weti longa mioko miama mu nuana mvita ayi minlembo miama mu nuana khindu.
2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and He in whom I take refuge; who subdueth my people under me.
Niandi Nzambi ama yi luzolo ayi tinunu kiama niandi suamunu kiama kingolo ayi niandi nkuidi ama, niandi nkaku ama; mu niandi ndieti suamina ayi niandi wuntulanga batu ku tsi luyalu luama.
3 LORD, what is man, that Thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him?
A Yave, buna mutu niandi nani muingi wumbelanga mayindu; muana mutu muingi wunyindulanga e?
4 Man is like unto a breath; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Mutu dedakani banga phemo; bilumbu biandi bidi banga kitsusula kimvioka.
5 O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Vasa diyilu diaku, a Yave, ayi kuluka; simba miongo muingi mitotula muisi.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.
Fidisa zitsiemo ku ntuala ayi sasikisa bambeni ziama. Loza madionga maku ayi wuba zimbikisa.
7 Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;
Yalumuna koko kuaku bu widi ku yilu; wuphukisa ayi wukhula mu minlangu mi nguma ayi mu mioko mi banzenza,
8 Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
bobo miunu miwedi luvunu; bobo mioko mi lubakala mibeki mayuya.
9 O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;
Ndiela kuyimbidila nkunga wumona, a Nzambi. Mu siku ki kumi di minsinga, kioki beti tedila Lila, ndiela bula miziki,
10 Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.
Kuidi mutu wowo wumvananga kuidi mintinu ndungunu, mutu wowo wunkulanga kisadi kiaku Davidi mu sabala kimvondanga.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
Wuphukisa ayi wukhula mu mioko mi banzenza; bobo miunu miwedi luvunu bobo mioko mi lubakala mibeki mayuya.
12 We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;
Buna bana beto babakala, mu bumuana buawu bela ba banga bikunusu binyundukanga bumboti. Bana beto babaketo bela ba banga makunzi mafikulu; mammonisanga kitoko ki buangu.
13 Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
Bilundulu bieto biela ba biwala mu kadika ntindu wu bidia; minkangu mieto mi mamemi miela buelama ayi buelama mu zimili zi zimili mu makumi ma zimili mu zitsola zieto.
14 Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;
Zingombi zieto zikheto ziela nata mfuna wungolo, mavudu malendi ba ko mu bibaka bieto kadi buela kuenda mu kivika, yamikina ku ziphasi kulendi ba diaka ko mu zinzila zieto.
15 Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is the people whose God is the LORD.
Lusakumunu kuidi batu bobo mambu mama meti vangama. Lusakumunu kuidi batu bobo Yave kadidi Nzambi.
