Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
Bila mbi ngeyo Yave telimini thama e? Bila mbi wididi wusuama mu thangu ziphasi e?
2 In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued; let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
Mu lunangu luandi, mutu wumbimbi wulembo landakana mutu wulebakana; bobo babuilamanga mu makani momo kakubikidi.
3 For the wicked boasteth of his heart’s desire, and the covetous renounceth, [yea], contemneth the LORD.
Bila mutu wumbimbi wulembo kiniemisa mu nzinunu zi ntima andi; ayi wulembo sakumuna nkua lukokoto, wulembo lenzi Yave.
4 The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, [saith], He will not require [it]. All his thoughts are, There is no God.
Mu luniemo luandi, mutu wumbimbi kantombanga ko. Mu mayindu mandi, Nzambi kasi kadi buangu ko.
5 His ways are firm at all times; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.
Mu zithangu zioso, zinzila ziandi zidi zimboti widi nkua lunangu ayi mina miaku midi mitatuka kuidi niandi; wunsekininanga bambeni bandi zioso.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved: to all generations I shall not be in adversity.
Wuniungutanga mu ntimꞌandi: “Kuisi ko diambu dilenda ku ndikuna; Ndidi mu khini mu zithangu zioso ayi ndilendi ba mu phasi ko.”
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression: under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.
Munu andi wuwedi tsingulu, luvunu ayi buivi. Ku tsi ludimi luandi kuidi ziphasi ayi mambimbi.
8 He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the covert places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the helpless.
Wumfielanga mu ndambu mala. Wumvondanga mutu kambulu zaba diambu mu bibuangu bisuama, meso mandi manfielanga mu kinsueki bobo katidi vanga mbimbi.
9 He lurketh in the covert as a lion in his den: he lieth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.
Wumfielanga banga bumfiedilanga khosi bu kadi mu nsuku wumfielanga mu diambu di buila batu bakambulu lusadusu.
10 He croucheth, he boweth down, and the helpless fall by his strong ones.
Weti kuba kosikisa, bawu beti tumbu vonga; beti bua ku tsi zingolo ziandi.
11 He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see it.
Wuniungutanga mu ntimꞌandi: “Nzambi zimbikini, fukidi zizi kiandi ayi kalendi mona ko.”
12 Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the poor.
A Yave Nzambi, telama, vumuna koko kuaku; kadi zimbakana batu bakambulu lusadusu!
13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God, and say in his heart, Thou wilt not require [it]?
Bila mbi mutu wumbimbi keti lenzila Nzambi e? Bila mbi kalembo niungutina mu ntimꞌandi: “Kalendi tomba ko ti ndimvumbudila kipholo”
14 Thon hast seen [it]; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to take it into thy hand: the helpless committeth [himself] unto thee; thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.
Muaki ngeyo Nzambi, wulembo moni ziphasi ayi mabienga; Wulembo tadi mawu muingi wumatula va koko kuaku. Nkua mabienga wukukiyekulanga kuidi ngeyo; ngeyo nsadisi wu muana sana.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked; and as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till thou find none.
Kelula koko ku mutu wumbimbi ayi ku mutu weti vanga mambimbi, nkambi kavumbudila kipholo mu mambimbi mandi; nate wela kambu buela ku mamona.
16 The LORD is King for ever and ever: the nations are perished out of his land.
Yave niandi ntinu mu zithangu zioso ayi mu thangu yi kayimani Makanda mela bungana mu tsi andi.
17 LORD, thou hast heard the desire of the meek: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:
A Yave, ngeyo weti wa zitsatu zi batu badi mu phasi. Weti kuba kindisa; ayi dimba yamikina kuawu.
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that man which is of the earth may be terrible no more.
Mu diambu di nuanisa muana sana ayi mutu weti yamusu muingi mutu widi va ntoto kabika monisa tsisi.
