Psalms 27
1 David’s. Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?
Nkunga Davidi. Yave niandi kiezila kiama ayi phulusu ama. Nani ndilenda mona tsisi e? Yave niandi suamunu kingolo mu luzingu luama. Nani ndilenda mona boma e?
2 When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies—mine!—they, stumbled and fell!
Mu thangu batu bambimbi, bela kuiza ku ntualꞌama mu diambu di dia nsuni ama; mu thangu bambeni ziama ayi bobo bandendi bela kuiza kunduanisa, bela bumina thutu ayi bela bua.
3 Though there pitch against me—a camp, my heart shall not fear, —Though there come up against me—a battle, still, am I confident.
Ka diambu ko nkangu wu masodi wunzungididi, ntimꞌama wulendi mona tsisi ko; Ka diambu ko mvita yibuidi mu diambu diama, ndilendi zimbisa diana ko.
4 One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, —That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.
Kima kimosi ndilomba kuidi Yave, kiawu ndintomba: Thidi vuanda mu bilumbu bioso bi luzingu luama mu nzo Yave, mu diambu nditalanga kitoko ki Yave ayi mu diambu ndintombannga mu nzo andi.
5 For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, —He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.
Bila mu lumbu ki ziphasi wela ku kheba mu luvovomo mu buangu kiandi kamvuandanga; wela kutsueka ku tsi Nzoꞌandi yi ngoto; wela kuthedimisa va ditadi di ngolo.
6 Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.
Buna ntu ama wulenda vumuka va yilu bambeni ziama zinzungididi. Mu nzoꞌandi yi ngoto, ndiela tambika makaba mu khini. Ndiela yimbila ayi bula miziki mu diambu di Yave.
7 Hear, O Yahweh, With my voice, do I cry, Oh then show me favour and answer me.
Wa mbemboꞌama bu ndilembo tedi, a Yave; wumboni kiadi ayi wuphana mvutu.
8 To thee, said my heart—[When thou saidst] Seek ye my face—Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!
Ntimꞌama wutubidi mu diambu diaku: “Tomba zizi kiandi.” Zizi kiaku, a Yave, kiawu ndiela tomba.
9 Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, —My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!
Kadi kutsueka zizi kiaku. Bika kuka kisadi kiaku mu nganzi. Ngeyo wuba nsadisi ama kadi kumbika, kadi kundiekula. A Nzambi yi Mvulusi ama.
10 When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!
Ka diambu ko dise diama ayi ngudi ama bandiekudi; Yave wela kundiakula.
11 Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, —And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.
Wundonga nzilꞌaku, a Yave ayi wundiatisa mu nsolo wu songa mu diambu di batu bobo beti kundiamisa.
12 Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.
Kadi kundiekula mu luzolo lu batu bobo beti kundenda, bila bambangi ba luvunu zitelimini mu diambu diama, ayi zieti yindula matsita.
13 I believe that I shall see—The goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living,
Ndisia diana mu diambu diadi: Ndiela mona mamboti ma Yave va ntoto wu batu badi moyo.
14 Wait thou for Yahweh, —Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!
Tadidila Yave! Wukikindisa ayi bika ntimꞌaku wukinda; ayi tadidila Yave.
