Psalms 88
1 A SONG. A PSALM OF THE SONS OF KORAH. TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “SICKNESS TO AFFLICT.” AN INSTRUCTION OF HEMAN THE EZRAHITE. O YHWH, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before You,
Nkunga bana ba Kole kuidi pfumu minyimbidi; bayimbidila mu flute. Nkunga Hemani muisi Ezilakite. A Yave, Nzambi yoyi yeti kuphukisa, muini ayi builu ndieti yamikina va ntualꞌaku.
2 My prayer comes in before You, Incline Your ear to my loud cry,
Bika lusambulu luama lutula va ntualꞌaku; balula dikutu diaku bu ndilembo yamikina.
Bila muelꞌama wufulukidi mu ziphasi ayi luzingu luama lufikimini tsi yi bafua. (Sheol h7585)
4 I have been reckoned with those going down [to] the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
Ndidi mu ntanda wu batu bobo bankuenda ku diyilu ndieka banga mutu kambulu zingolo.
5 Among the dead—free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom You have not remembered anymore, Indeed, they have been cut off by Your hand.
Ndidi wuvuanda va ndambu lufua, banga batu bavondo; bobo badi baleka mu ku tsi bafua; bobo wunkambu buela tebukilanga moyo, bobo wusia buela bela mayindu ko.
6 You have put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
Ngeyo wuthula mu dibulu dinneni, mu tombi kinkobo.
7 Your fury has lain on me, And You have afflicted [with] all Your breakers. (Selah)
Miangu miaku mimbuila ayi zitu midi Minu ndidiamusu kuidi ngeyo mu mayo maku moso.
8 You have put my acquaintance far from me, You have made me an abomination to them, Shut up—I do not go forth.
Ngeyo wuphambisa mu bakundi bama bakiluzolo ngeyo wukhitula kima ki khemi kuidi bawu. Ndidi wukangama ayi ndilendi baka bu tinina ko.
9 My eye has grieved because of affliction, I called You, O YHWH, all the day, I have spread out my hands to You.
Meso mama meka mbumbuluka mu diambu di ziphasi; ngeyo ndintela; a Yave, kadika lumbu kuidi ngeyo ndinonuna mioko miama.
10 Do You do wonders to the dead? Does Rephaim rise? Do they thank You? (Selah)
Wulenda kuaku monisa matsiminanga maku kuidi mutu wufua e? Bafua balenda fuluka ayi kuzitisa e?
11 Is Your kindness recounted in the grave? Your faithfulness in destruction?
Balenda yolukila luzolo luaku mu tsi bafua ayi kikhuikizi kiaku mu mbivusu e?
12 Are Your wonders known in the darkness? And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
Matsiminanga maku malenda zabakanga mu bibuangu bidi tombi voti mavanga maku masonga mu ntoto wowo batu bazimbakana mambu moso e?
13 And I, to You, O YHWH, I have cried, And in the morning my prayer comes before You.
Vayi minu kuidi ngeyo ndinyamikina mu tomba lusadusu, mu nsuka lusambulu luama lunkuiza va ntualꞌaku.
14 Why, O YHWH, do You cast off my soul? You hide Your face from me.
Bila mbi ngeyo Yave wundozidi e? Ayi bila mbi wulembo tsuekila zizi kiaku e?
15 I [am] afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Your terrors—I pine away.
Tona mu bumuana buama minu ndidi mu phasi ndidi wukangama mu lufua Ndimona ziphasi mu tsisi aku ayi ndieka wukambu diana.
16 Your wrath has passed over me, Your terrors have cut me off,
Miangu miaku mingolo mimbuididi tsisi aku yimbunga.
17 They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone around against me together,
Mu lumbu kimvimba yawu yinzungidila banga khuka nlangu yawu yitungu kumbina mvimba.
18 You have put lover and friend far from me, My acquaintance [is] the place of darkness!
Ngeyo mu bandiatanga yama ayi mu bakiluzolo bama tombi kiawu nkundi ama wukuikama.
