Psalms 10
1 Wherefore, O Lord, standest thou afar off? hidest thyself in times of distress?
Bila mbi ngeyo Yave telimini thama e? Bila mbi wididi wusuama mu thangu ziphasi e?
2 In the pride of the wicked doth he hotly pursue the poor: they are seized through the plans that those have devised.
Mu lunangu luandi, mutu wumbimbi wulembo landakana mutu wulebakana; bobo babuilamanga mu makani momo kakubikidi.
3 For the wicked boasteth of the longing of his soul, and the robber blesseth himself when he hath despised the Lord.
Bila mutu wumbimbi wulembo kiniemisa mu nzinunu zi ntima andi; ayi wulembo sakumuna nkua lukokoto, wulembo lenzi Yave.
4 The wicked, according to the pride of his wrathfulness, [saith, ] He will not require, There is no God [in] all his plans.
Mu luniemo luandi, mutu wumbimbi kantombanga ko. Mu mayindu mandi, Nzambi kasi kadi buangu ko.
5 Prosperous are his ways at all times; far in the height [remain] thy punishments away from him: all his assailants—he puffeth at them.
Mu zithangu zioso, zinzila ziandi zidi zimboti widi nkua lunangu ayi mina miaku midi mitatuka kuidi niandi; wunsekininanga bambeni bandi zioso.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved; I shall be for many generations, and without adversity.
Wuniungutanga mu ntimꞌandi: “Kuisi ko diambu dilenda ku ndikuna; Ndidi mu khini mu zithangu zioso ayi ndilendi ba mu phasi ko.”
7 Of the false oaths is his mouth full, and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and wickedness.
Munu andi wuwedi tsingulu, luvunu ayi buivi. Ku tsi ludimi luandi kuidi ziphasi ayi mambimbi.
8 He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages; in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes search for the unfortunate.
Wumfielanga mu ndambu mala. Wumvondanga mutu kambulu zaba diambu mu bibuangu bisuama, meso mandi manfielanga mu kinsueki bobo katidi vanga mbimbi.
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place like a lion in his den; he lieth in wait to snatch up the poor: he snatcheth up the poor, as they draweth him into his net.
Wumfielanga banga bumfiedilanga khosi bu kadi mu nsuku wumfielanga mu diambu di buila batu bakambulu lusadusu.
10 He croucheth, he bendeth himself, and the unfortunate fall through his might.
Weti kuba kosikisa, bawu beti tumbu vonga; beti bua ku tsi zingolo ziandi.
11 He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten; he hath hidden his face; he will never see it.
Wuniungutanga mu ntimꞌandi: “Nzambi zimbikini, fukidi zizi kiandi ayi kalendi mona ko.”
12 Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up thy hand: forget not the afflicted.
A Yave Nzambi, telama, vumuna koko kuaku; kadi zimbakana batu bakambulu lusadusu!
13 For what doth the wicked despise God? [why] doth he say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it?
Bila mbi mutu wumbimbi keti lenzila Nzambi e? Bila mbi kalembo niungutina mu ntimꞌandi: “Kalendi tomba ko ti ndimvumbudila kipholo”
14 Thou hast seen it: for thou beholdest mischief and despiteful acts, to requite it with thy hand: unto thee the unfortunate committeth himself; unto the fatherless hast thou [ever] been a helper.
Muaki ngeyo Nzambi, wulembo moni ziphasi ayi mabienga; Wulembo tadi mawu muingi wumatula va koko kuaku. Nkua mabienga wukukiyekulanga kuidi ngeyo; ngeyo nsadisi wu muana sana.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked; and of the bad man—thou wilt inquire for his wickedness [till] thou find none.
Kelula koko ku mutu wumbimbi ayi ku mutu weti vanga mambimbi, nkambi kavumbudila kipholo mu mambimbi mandi; nate wela kambu buela ku mamona.
16 The Lord is King for ever and ever: nations are perished out of his land.
Yave niandi ntinu mu zithangu zioso ayi mu thangu yi kayimani Makanda mela bungana mu tsi andi.
17 The longing of the afflicted dost thou hear, O Lord! thou wilt strengthen their heart, thou wilt cause thy ear to listen:
A Yave, ngeyo weti wa zitsatu zi batu badi mu phasi. Weti kuba kindisa; ayi dimba yamikina kuawu.
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that not farther more shall be arrogant the mortal from the earth.
Mu diambu di nuanisa muana sana ayi mutu weti yamusu muingi mutu widi va ntoto kabika monisa tsisi.
