Psalms 17
1 A PRAYER OF DAVID. Hear, O YHWH, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
Lusambulu lu Davidi. Yave wa mambu ma busonga bu ndieti samba; dimba yamikina kuama; tamba kutu mu lusambulu luama lueti totukila mu bididi bikambulu luvunu.
2 My judgment goes out from before You; Your eyes see uprightly.
Bika ndungunu ama yitotukila kuidi ngeyo ayi bika meso maku mamona momo madi ma lulama.
3 You have proved my heart, You have inspected by night, You have tried me, You find nothing; My thoughts do not pass over my mouth.
Ka diambu ko tidi fiongunina ntimꞌama, ayi kuthala va builu ka diambu ko wumbekini, mu mbazu wulendi mona kadi kiasa ko. Ndibaka lukanu ti munu ama wulendi sumuka ko.
4 As for doings of man, Through a word of Your lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
Mu diambu di mavanga ma batu; mu nzila yi mambu ma bididi biaku, ndieti kukikeba mu nzila yi mutu widi matsita.
5 To uphold my goings in Your paths, My steps have not slipped.
Bitambi biama bidi kaka bikinda mu minsolo miaku, malu mama malendi sialumuka ko.
6 I called You, for You answer me, O God, incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
A Nzambi, ndikutela bila ngeyo wela kuphana mvutu. Yinika dikutu diaku ku ndidi ayi wa lusambulu luama.
7 Separate Your kindness wonderfully, O Savior of the confiding, By Your right hand, from withstanders.
Monisa matsiminanga ma luzolo luaku lunneni, ngeyo wuphukisanga mu koko kuaku ku lubakala bobo bansuaminanga mu ngeyo, mu bobo bakubalendanga.
8 Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; Hide me in the shadow of Your wings,
Wukheba banga ngengele yi dieso diaku; wutsueki ku tsi kitsusula ki mavavi maku,
9 From the face of the wicked who spoiled me, [From] my enemies in soul who go around against me.
mu diambu di batu bambimbi beti kundiamisa, mu diambu di bambeni ziama zieti kunzungidila; ziosi zintomba lufua luama.
10 They have closed up their fat, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
Bakikangidi mintima miawu midi banga matadi; Miunu miawu mintubanga mambu ma lunanga.
11 “Our steps have now surrounded [him]”; They set their eyes to turn aside in the land.
Balembo ndandakana, banzungididi buabu; balembo tadi mu diambu bambuisa va tsi.
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
Badedikini banga khosi yidi nzala kanzuna, banga khosi yiyunduka yidi yilambididi va buangu kisuama.
13 Arise, O YHWH, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Your sword,
Telama, Yave, wuba nuanisa ayi bika wuba buisa, wukhula mu sabala kiaku; mu mutu wumbimbi.
14 From men, Your hand, O YHWH, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Your hidden things You fill their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons, And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
A Yave, bika wuphukisa mu koko kuaku mu batu ba phila yayi; batu ba ntoto wawu; bobo mfutu awu widi mu luzingu lualu. Weti lembika nzala yi bobo weti zola bana bawu babeki biwombo, ayi balundila bana bawu batsombi kimvuama.
15 I—in righteousness, I see Your face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Your form!
Vayi minu, ndiela mona zizi kiaku mu busonga. Bu ndiela kotuka ndiela yukuta mu talanga mfikulꞌaku.
