Psalms 40
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined 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 He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay; and he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
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 hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall 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 Blessed is the man that maketh the LORD his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
Lusakumunu kuidi mutu wunkitulanga Yave diana diandi; ayi wunkambu talanga bankua luniemo kuidi bobo beti baluka kuidi zinzambi zi luvunu.
5 Many, O LORD my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be set in order unto thee; if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
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 offering thou hast no delight in; mine ears hast thou opened: burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required.
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 am come; in the roll of the book it is written of me:
Buna ndituba: “ndilembo yizi; didi disonama mu diambu diama mu buku ti:
8 I delight to do thy will, O my God; yea, thy law is within my heart.
Minu thidi vanga luzolo luaku; a Nzambi ama, Mina miaku midi mu ntimꞌama.”
9 I have published righteousness in the great congregation; lo, I will not refrain my lips, O LORD, thou knowest.
Ndinyamikisa busonga buaku mu lukutukunu lunneni. Ndisia zibika bididi biama ko. Banga kuandi buzebi, a Yave.
10 I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great congregation.
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 Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD: let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
Kadi zimbakana kumbonanga kiadi, a Yave. Bika Luzolo luaku ayi kiedika kiaku bikhebanga mu zithangu zioso.
12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about, mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head, and my heart hath failed 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: make haste to help me, O LORD.
Yangalala, a Yave, mu kuphukisa A Yave, yiza nsualu mu kutsadisa.
14 Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it: let them be turned backward and brought to dishonour that delight in my hurt.
Bika babo bobo bantomba baka luzingu luama; bafua tsoni ayi baba dio kombolo bika babo bammonanga khini mu mbivusu ama baba dio kombolo.
15 Let them be desolate by reason 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 Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: let such as love thy salvation say continually, The LORD be magnified.
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 I am poor and needy; [yet] the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.
Vayi minu, ndidi mu kiadi ayi nsukami, bika Yave kambanzila. Ngeyo nsadisi ama ayi nkudi ama. Nzambi ama, kadi zingila.
