Psalms 40
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” I had waited patiently for the Lord, when he inclined himself unto me, and heard my cry.
Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi. Ndieti tadidila Yave mu mvibudulu. Niandi wubaluka kuidi minu ayi wuwa yamikina kuama.
2 And he brought me up out of the noiseful deep, out of the miry clay, and he set up my feet upon a rock, making firm my steps.
Niandi wuthampula mu dibulu di tsisi, mu khati nyamba wu ngolo. Wutula malu mama va ditadi, wuphana buangu kikinda kioki ndilenda telama.
3 And he placed in my mouth a new song, a praise unto our God: many will see it, and fear; and they will trust in the Lord.
Niandi wutula nkunga wumona va munu ama; nkunga wu zitisila Nzambi eto, Batu bawombo bela mona ayi bela mona tsisi; ayi bela tula diana diawu mu Yave.
4 Happy is the man that maketh the Lord his trust, and turneth not unto the proud, nor such as stray aside unto lies.
Lusakumunu kuidi mutu wunkitulanga Yave diana diandi; ayi wunkambu talanga bankua luniemo kuidi bobo beti baluka kuidi zinzambi zi luvunu.
5 Many things hast thou done, O Lord my God; thy wonderful deeds and thy thoughts toward us—there is none to be compared unto thee—will I tell and speak of, [though] they are too numerous to be counted.
A Yave, Nzambi ama, ngeyo wuvanga matsiminanga mawombo; ayi bima biobi wukubika mu diambu dieto. Kuisiko mutu wulenda kutangila biawu. Enati thidi ku mayolukila ayi ku matubila; mawu mawokidi ngolo muingi ndimasamuna.
6 Sacrifice and meat-offering thou desirest not—ears hast thou hollowed out unto me—burnt-offering and sin-offering thou demandest not.
Makaba ma vonda ayi makaba matambuku; ngeyo wumanga mawu; Ngeyo wutobula matu mama. Makaba mayoko ayi makaba mu diambu di masumu, ngeyo wusia malomba ko.
7 Then said I, Lo, I come: in the roll of the book it is written down for me;
Buna ndituba: “ndilembo yizi; didi disonama mu diambu diama mu buku ti:
8 To fulfill thy will, O my God, do I desire; and thy law is within my heart.
Minu thidi vanga luzolo luaku; a Nzambi ama, Mina miaku midi mu ntimꞌama.”
9 I announce [thy] righteousness in the great assembly: lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, thou well knowest it.
Ndinyamikisa busonga buaku mu lukutukunu lunneni. Ndisia zibika bididi biama ko. Banga kuandi buzebi, a Yave.
10 Thy righteousness have I never hidden within my heart; thy faithfulness and thy salvation have I spoken of openly: I have not concealed thy kindness and thy truth before the great assembly.
Ndisi sueka ko busonga buaku mu ntimꞌama. Ndiyolukila kikhuikizi kiaku ayi phulusu aku. Ndisia sueka ko luzolo luaku ayi kiedika kiaku mu lukutukunu lunneni.
11 Do thou, O Lord, not withhold thy mercies from me: let thy kindness and thy truth continually watch over me.
Kadi zimbakana kumbonanga kiadi, a Yave. Bika Luzolo luaku ayi kiedika kiaku bikhebanga mu zithangu zioso.
12 For evils without number have compassed me about; my iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see: they are more numerous than the hairs of my head; and my courage hath forsaken me.
Bila ziphasi ziwombo zikambu zabakana thalu zinzungididi. Masumu mama mambakidila, ayi ndikadi mona. Maviokidi zitsuki ziama zi ntu mu thalu. Ayi ntimꞌama wulembo vongi mu minu.
13 Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me; O Lord, hasten to my help.
Yangalala, a Yave, mu kuphukisa A Yave, yiza nsualu mu kutsadisa.
14 May those be made ashamed and put to the blush together that seek after my soul to take her away: let them be driven backward and be confounded, that wish for my mishap.
Bika babo bobo bantomba baka luzingu luama; bafua tsoni ayi baba dio kombolo bika babo bammonanga khini mu mbivusu ama baba dio kombolo.
15 May they be astonished in consequence of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha!
Bika babo bobo bantubanga kuidi minu: “A, a…” bamona tsisi mu diambu di zitsoni ziawu veka
16 [But] may all those that seek thee be glad and rejoice in thee: may they say continually, The Lord be magnified, —those that love thy salvation.
Vayi bika babo bobo bakutombanga bayangalala, ayi bamona khini mu ngeyo. Bika babo banzolanga phulusu aku batuba mu zithangu zioso: “Bika Yave kayayusu.”
17 But though I be poor and needy, the Lord will think of me: my help and my deliverer art thou: O my God, delay not.
Vayi minu, ndidi mu kiadi ayi nsukami, bika Yave kambanzila. Ngeyo nsadisi ama ayi nkudi ama. Nzambi ama, kadi zingila.
