Psalms 102
1 “A prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed, and poureth out before the Lord his complaint.” O Lord, hear my prayer, and let my cry come unto thee.
Lusambulu lu nkua mabienga weka vonga ayi wulembo kambi ziphasi ziandi kuidi Yave. Wa lusambulu luama, a Yave, bika yamikina kuama mu diambu di lusadusu kutula kuidi ngeyo
2 Hide not thy face from me on the day when I am distressed; incline unto me thy ear; on the day when I call, answer me speedily.
Kadi kutsuekila zizi kiaku thangu ndidi mu phasi, tamba dikutu diaku kuidi minu; thangu ndikutela, sia nsualu; wuphana mvutu!
3 For my days vanish in smoke, and my bones are burning like a hearth.
Bila bilumbu biama bilembo lalakana banga muisi, mimvesi miama milembo yokana banga makaba ma ku mbazu.
4 Struck [by heat] like the herb and dried up is my heart; for I forget to eat my bread.
Ntimꞌama wukosikini ayi wuyumini banga biti; ndizimbikini dia bidia biama.
5 Because of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my flesh.
Mu diambu di kunga kuama nkanda nitu kaka ayi mimvesi misiala.
6 I am like the pelican of the wilderness: I am become like the owl amid ruins.
Ndidi banga kimfutu kidi mu dikanga; banga kimfutu va khatitsika bibuangu bikambulu batu;
7 I watch, and I am become like a [night-]bird sitting alone upon the housetop.
Ndilembo leki nkielo, ndieka banga nuni yidi yawu veka ku yilu nzo.
8 All the day my enemies reproach me: they that mock me swear by me.
Mu lumbu kimvimba, bambeni ziama zilembo mfingi; bobo bamekumfuemina, balembo sadila dizina diama banga tsingulu.
9 For ashes do I eat like bread, and my drink I mingle with weeping;
Bila ndilembo dia dibombi banga bidia ayi ndisobikisidi ndiunu ama ayi matsuela
10 Because of thy indignation and thy wrath; for thou hadst lifted me up, and hast cast me down.
mu diambu di miangu miaku minneni bila ngeyo wunzangula ngolo ayi wundozidi va lutengo.
11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; and like the herb I wither.
Bilumbu biama bidi banga kitsusula ki masika ndime yuma banga biti.
12 But thou, O Lord, wilt sit enthroned for ever; and thy memorial is unto all generations.
Vayi ngeyo, a Yave, wuvuanda va kundu ki kitinu mu zithangu zioso; tsangu aku yilembo zingila mu tsungi ka tsungi.
13 Thou wilt indeed arise; thou wilt have mercy upon Zion; for it is time to favor her, for the appointed time is coming.
Ngeyo wela telama, wela monina Sioni kiadi. Bila yawu yoyi thangu yimonisa nlemvo kuidi niandi; thangu yoyi wukubika yfueni.
14 For thy servants hold dear her stones, and her very dust they cherish.
Bila bisadi biaku binzolanga matadi mandi, ayi bieti mona kiadi mbungi-mbungi andi yela kubanata mu tezo kimona kiadi.
15 Then shall nations fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy glory:
Makanda mela kinzika dizina di Yave; mintinu mioso mi ntoto miela kinzika nkembo aku.
16 When the Lord shalt have built up Zion, he appeareth in his glory;
Bila Yave wela buela tunga diaka Sioni ayi wela monika mu nkembo andi.
17 [When] he hath regarded the prayer of the forsaken, and doth not despise their prayer.
Wela vana mvutu mu lusambulu lu batu basukama, kalendi lenza maniongo mawu ko.
18 This shall be written down for the latest generation; and the people which shall be created shall praise the Lord.
Bika mambu mama masonama mu diambu di tsungi yinkuiza muingi batu bobo kabavangimini ko babaka buzitisila Yave.
19 For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary; the Lord hath cast from heaven his view to the earth:
Yave wutala ku tsi tona ku buangu kiandi kinlongo kidi ku yilu tona ku diyilu niandi wuntala ntoto,
20 To hear the sighing of the prisoner; to loosen those that are doomed to death:
mu diambu di wa kunga ku batu badi mu nloko; ayi mu diambu di kula bobo bazengolo nkanu wu lufua;
21 That men may proclaim in Zion the name of the Lord, and his praise in Jerusalem;
buna dizina di Yave diela yolukulu mu Sioni ayi minzitusu miandi mu Yelusalemi
22 When people are gathered together, and kingdoms, to serve the Lord.—
mu thangu batu bela kutangana va kimosi ayi bipfumu mu diambu di buongimina Yave.
23 He hath weakened on the way my strength; he hath shortened my days.
Mu luzingu luama, wumanisa zingolo ziama; wukufika bilumbu biama.
24 I will say, O my God! take me not away in the midst of my days: throughout all generations are thy years.
Buna ndituba: “kadi kumbotula, a Nzambi ama, va khatitsika yi bilumbu biama; mimvu miaku miela zingilanga mu tsungi ka tsungi.
25 In olden times didst thou lay the foundations of the earth; and the heavens are the work of thy hands.
Va thonono, ngeyo wutula zifondasio zi ntoto ayi diyilu didi kisalu ki mioko miaku.
26 These will indeed perish, but thou wilt ever exist: yea, all of them will wear out like a garment; as a vesture wilt thou change them, and they will be changed;
Biela biva vayi ngeyo wela zinganga, bibioso biela mana vembudila banga nledi, ngeyo wela bibalula banga kikhutu ayi biawu biela vengumunu.
27 But thou art ever the same, and thy years will have no end.
Vayi ngeyo wubalukanga ko, ayi mimvu miaku milendi suka ko.
28 The children of thy servants will dwell [securely], and their seed will be firmly established before thee.
Bana ba bisadi biaku bela zingilanga va meso maku minkuna miawu miela ba mitelama dio ngui va ntualꞌaku.”
