Psalms 21
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. O Yahweh, in thy strength, will the king rejoice, and, in thy salvation, how greatly will he exult!
Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi. A Yave, ntinu weti yangalala mu zingolo ziaku ayi tala phila khini andi yididi yinene mu ndungunu yoyi weti vana.
2 The longing of his heart, hast thou given him, and, the request of his lips, hast thou not withheld. (Selah)
Ngeyo wumvana bima bioso bitomba ntimꞌandi. Ayi wusia kunyimina ko zindombolo ziozi kalomba mu bididi biandi.
3 For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.
Ngeyo wuntambula va kimosi ayi lusakumunu lu luvalu lu ngolo. Ngeyo wutula budu ki nolo yi vedila va mbata ntuꞌandi.
4 Life, he asked of thee, Thou hast given it him, length of days, to times age-abiding and beyond.
Niandi wulomba luzingu kuidi ngeyo ayi wumvana luawu, luzingu lu mula mu zithangu zioso ayi lu kalumani.
5 Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him;
Nkemboꞌandi widi wunneni mu diambu di ndungunu weti vana. Ngeyo wumvuika kiezila ayi nzitusu.
6 For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;
Bukiedika, ngeyo wumvana lusakumunu lu kalumani; wunkitula mutu wu yangadala mu diambu di khini yidi va meso maku
7 For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.
Bila Ntinu wuntulanga diana diandi mu Yave; Ayi mu diambu di luzolo lu ngolo Nzambi yizangama, kalendi bulangana ko.
8 Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.
Koko kuaku kuela buila bambeni ziaku zioso. Koko kuaku ku lubakala kuela buila bobo beti ku lenda.
9 Thou wilt make them like a furnace of fire, at the time of thy presence, —Yahweh, in his anger, will swallow them up, and there shall consume them a fire:
Wela kuba kitula banga mfulu makala ma mbazu, mu thangu yoyi wela kukimonikisa. Yave wela kuba sikisa mu nganzi andi. Ayi mbazu yela kuba zinisa.
10 Their fruit—out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;
Wela bunga nkunꞌawu va ntoto ayi bana bawu va khatitsika yi bana ba batu.
11 For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish.
Ka diambu ko balenda kubika mambimbi mu diambu diaku ayi yindula zikhanu zimbimbi, balendi nunga ko.
12 For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.
Bila ngeyo wela kuba tinisa bu wela kuba basula mu mbasꞌaku.
13 Be exalted, O Yahweh, in thy strength! With song and with string will we sound forth thy power.
A Yave, yayusu kuaku mu zingolo ziaku. Tuela yimbidila ayi zitisa lulendo luaku.
