Psalms 39
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
Nkunga Davidi kuidi Yedutuni, pfumu minyimbidi. Minu ndituba: “ndiela sunga zinzila ziama ayi ndiela keba ludimi luama mu masumu. Ndiela tula luvambu mu munuꞌama mu zithangu zioso batu bambimbi bela banga ku ntuala meso mama.”
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
Bu ndiba dio sui ayi ndidingalala ayi bu ndisia tuba kadi diambu ko. Vayi ziphasi ziama buelama na buelama zilembo zibuelama.
3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
Ntimꞌama wulema mu khati nitu ama; ayi bu ndiyindula, buna mbazu yilema. Diawu nditumbu tubila mu ludimi luama:
4 Yhwh, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
“Wumbonisa, a Yave tsukulu yi luzingu luama; ayi thalu yi bilumbu biama bika wunzabikisa ti luzingu luama vioka lu mvioka!
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Ngeyo wuvanga bilumbu biama siadila banga dikanda diama Tezo ki mimvu miama kisi ko kadi mfunu va ntanlꞌaku. Kadika luzingu lu mutu luidi kaka phemo.
6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Mutu widi khatika kimbindi bu keti kuenda ayi vutuka weti banga mayindu, vayi mu phamba kuandi; weti kupika bima vayi kakadi zaba nani wela bitota.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
Vayi buabu, Yave, mbi mfueti vingila e? Diana diama didi mu ngeyo.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Wuphukisa mu zinzimbala ziama zioso; kadi kundiekula ndikituka sekonono ki bivulu.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
Ndiba dio sui; ndisia zibula munu ama ko bila ngeyo wuvanga buawu.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Wuphengumunina nsongo aku. Ndieka suka mu diambu di bikoti bi mioko miaku.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Ngeyo weti tubidila ayi weti vana batu thumbudulu mu diambu di masumu mawu. Ngeyo weti zinisa kimvuama kiawu banga kiphepele kadika mutu widi phemo.
12 Hear my prayer, O Yhwh, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Wa lusambulu luama; a Yave! Dimba yamikina kuama mu diambu di lusadusu. Kadi lasakana mu bidilu biama; bila ndieti kalanga yaku va kimosi banga nzenza, banga nkibi, banga bakulu bama boso.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
Wuphengumunina thaluꞌaku muingi ndimona diaka khini tuamina ndunda ayi ndibika buela monika.”
