Psalms 4
1 “To the chief musician on Neginoth, a psalm of David.” When I call, answer me, O God of my righteousness: amidst distress thou hast [ever] granted me enlargement; be gracious unto me, and hear my prayer.
Nkunga Davidi, kayimbidila mu bisiku bi zitsinga mu diambu di pfumu minyimbidi. Wuphutudila mvutu bu ndilembo kutedi, a Nzambi ama yisonga ayi wutsadisa bu ndidi mu phasi; wumboni kiadi, wa lusambulu luama.
2 O ye sons of men, how long shall my glory be put to shame? [how long] will ye love vanity, will ye seek for lies? (Selah)
Nate thangu mbi luela, tatamana fuisa nkembo ama tsoni e? Nate thangu mbi luela tatamana zodilanga vanga mambu ma phamba ayi tombanga zinzambi zi luvunu e?
3 But know that the Lord hath set apart the pious for himself: the Lord will hear when I call on him.
Luzaba mboti ti Yave wukisobudidi mutu wumosi wunkinzikanga mambu mandi. Yave wela wa mu thangu ndiela kuntela.
4 Tremble, and sin not: commune with your heart upon your bed, and be still (Selah)
Ku tsi nganzi eno, kadi vola masumu. Mu thangu luidi mu zimbuka zieno, lufiongunina mintima mieno bosi luba dio sui.
5 Offer the sacrifices of righteousness, and put your trust in the Lord.
Lutambika makaba ma busonga, ayi lutula diana dieno mu Yave.
6 Many say, “Who will show us happiness? Let shine brightly over us the light of thy countenance, O Lord.”
Bawombo balembo tubi: “Nani wulenda kutumonisa mamboti e?” Bika kiezila ki zizi kiaku kitukienzula, a Yave!
7 [But] thou hast placed more joy in my heart than at the time when their corn and their wine were increased.
Wuwesidi khini yiwombo mu ntimꞌama, viokila yoyi yiba yawu mu thangu baba ble yiwombo ayi vinu kiwombo
8 In peace, altogether, will I lay me down and sleep; for thou, Lord, alone, causest me to dwell in safety.
Ndiela lambadala ayi ndiela leka tulu mu ndembama bila ngeyo veka kaka, a Yave bila ngeyo veka kaka wukuphuandisanga mu luvovomo.
