Psalms 58
1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not Destroy." A precious Psalm, of David. Are ye, indeed, silent [when] righteousness, ye should speak? When, with equity, ye should judge, O ye sons of men?
Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi “kadi vonda”. A buevi, beno bapfumu, mu busonga lueti yolukilanga e? Mu bufuana lueti sambisilanga batu e?
2 Aye! ye all do work, perversity, —Throughout the land, your hands, weigh out, violence!
Nana! Mu mintima mieno, lueti yindula makambulu masonga ayi mioko mieno milembo muangisa makhemi va ntoto.
3 Lawless men have been estranged from birth, They have gone astray from their nativity, speaking falsehood;
Tona mu mbutukulu, batu bambimbi beti zimbala; tona mu vumu, ntu ngolo badi ayi bantubanga luvunu.
4 Their poison, is like unto the poison of a serpent, Like the deaf adder, that stoppeth his ear;
Mitsa miawu midi banga mitsa mi nioka, banga kusa kizibikidi matu mandi
5 That will not hearken to the voice of whisperers, Though the wise one try to bind him with spells.
kinkambu wa mbembo yi batu bansakisanga zinioka; mbembo yi ndoki yiyenda tsangu.
6 O God! break away their teeth in their mouth, The biters of the young lions, knock thou out, O Yahweh!
Kola meno mu miunu miawu, a Nzambi; vuza, a Yave, meno ma zikhosi.
7 Let such men flow away like waters that disperse themselves: He prepareth his arrow, Like [grass] let them be cut down:
Bika balalakana banga maza ma nkumba! Mu thangu bambansula mimbasa miawu, bika madionga mawu maba makambu tsongi
8 Like a snail, which melteth away as it goeth, An untimely birth of a woman, which hath not seen the sun:
banga khodi yinsiuta bu yilembo diati; banga muana wusuluka bika kabika mona thangu.
9 Before your kettles can perceive the [kindled] bramble, Be he green or be he withered, he shall be swept away.
Tuamina zinzungu zieno zimona diamu di zitsendi ziba zinlangu voti ziyuma, batu bambimbi bela kombulu.
10 The righteous man will rejoice when he hath seen an avenging, His feet, will he bathe in the blood of the lawless one: —
Basonga bela mona khini bu bela mona landi kioki bela kuba vutudila; bela sukula malu mawu mu menga ma batu bambimbi.
11 So that a son of earth may say—Surely there is fruit for the righteous man! Surely there are gods who judge in the earth!
Batu bela tuba: “Bukiedika; basonga bantambulanga mfutu mu kadika thangu. Bukiedika vadi Nzambi weti sambisa va ntoto.”
