Psalms 143
1 A Melody of David. O Yahweh, hear my prayer, Give ear to my supplications, In thy faithfulness, answer me, in thy righteousness.
Nkunga Davidi. A Yave, wa lusambulu luama, dimba yamikina kuama mu diambu di kiadi mu kikhuikizi kiaku ayi mu busonga buaku, yiza wutsadisa.
2 Do not then enter into judgment with thy servant, for no one living, can appear just before thee.
Kadi nata kisadi kiaku ku tsambusu; bila kadi mutu wumosi widi moyo widi wusonga va ntualꞌaku.
3 For an enemy hath pursued my soul, hath crushed, to the earth, my life, hath made me dwell in dark places, like the ancient dead.
Bila mbeni wulembo ndandakana, wulembo ndiatidila va tsi; niandi wukuphuandisanga mu bibuangu bidi tombi banga batu bobo bafua thama.
4 Therefore hath my spirit, fainted concerning myself, Within me, hath, my heart, been confounded.
Buna pheve ama yeka suka-suka mu khati ama; ntimꞌama weka mona tsisi mu khati ama.
5 I have remembered the days of aforetime, I have talked with myself of every deed of thine, Of the work of thy hands, I would speak:
Ndilembo tebukila moyo bilumbu bivioka. Ndinyindulanga mavanga maku moso ayi fiongunina mavanga ma mioko miaku.
6 I have spread out my hands unto thee, My soul, is as a thirsty land, for thee. (Selah)
Ndinonuna mioko miama kuidi ngeyo. Muelꞌama widi phuila mu kumona banga ntoto wu yuma, bu wididi phuila nlangu.
7 Speedily answer me, O Yahweh, My spirit faileth, —Do not hide thy face from me, or I shall be made like unto them who go down into the pit.
Wuphani mvutu mu nsualu, a Yave pheve ama yilembo yami. Kadi kutsuekila zizi kiaku bila ndieka dedakana banga bobo bankuendanga ku dibulu.
8 Let me hear, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, for, in thee, have, I trusted, —Let me know the way in which I should walk, for, unto thee, have I uplifted my soul.
Bika nsuka wundatina mambu ma luzolo luaku lu ngolo; bila nditula diana diama mu ngeyo. Wumbonisa nzila yoyi mfueti kuendila bila kuidi ngeyo ndimvumbula muelꞌama.
9 Rescue me from my foes, O Yahweh, Unto thee, have I come seeking refuge.
Wukhula mu bambeni ziama, a Yave; bila ndikukisuekanga mu ngeyo.
10 Teach me to do thy good pleasure, for, thou, art my God, —Thy spirit, is good, thou wilt set me down to rest in a level land.
Wundonga mu vanga luzolo luaku bila ngeyo Nzambi ama. Bika pheve aku yimboti yindiatisa mu ntoto wulendumuka.
11 For the sake of thy Name, O Yahweh, wilt thou give unto me life, In thy righteousness, wilt thou bring forth, out of distress, my soul;
Mu diambu di dizina diaku, a Yave, tamina luzingu luama; mu busonga buaku, bika wuthotula mu ziphasi.
12 And, in thy lovingkindness, wilt thou exterminate my foes, —and destroy all the adversaries of my soul, because, I, am thy servant.
Mu luzolo luaku lu ngolo, kanga bambeni ziama; bunga babo bobo beti kundenda, bila ndidi kisadi kiaku.
