Psalms 79
1 A Melody of Asaph. O God, nations, Have entered thine inheritance, Have profaned thy holy temple, —Have laid Jerusalem in heaps:
Nkunga Asafi. A Nzambi! Makanda mabulumukini kuika kiaku, Masumuna nzoꞌaku yinlongo, makitula Yelusalemi kunza ki matadi.
2 They have given, The dead bodies of thy servants, As food for the birds of the heavens, The flesh of thy men of lovingkindness, Unto the wild beast of the earth:
Bavana zinitu zifua zi bisadi biaku banga bidia kuidi zinuni zi diyilu minsuni mi banlongo baku kuidi bibulu bi ntoto;
3 They have poured out their blood like water, Round about Jerusalem, With none to bury.
Batengudi menga banga nlangu mu yendila Yelusalemi ayi kusia monika ko mutu mu zika.
4 We have become, A reproach to our neighbours, —A mockery and a derision, to them who are round about us.
Tuyikidi bila ki lusembo kuidi bafikimini yeto; mvuezolo ayi kisekonono kuidi bobo batuzungididi.
5 How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou be angry utterly? Shall thy jealousy, burn like fire?
Nate thangu mbi, a Yave? Wela fueminanga mu zithangu zioso e? Nate thangu mbi kiphala kiaku kiela leminanga banga mbazu e?
6 Pour out thy wrath, Upon the nations that have not known thee—and, Upon the kingdoms that, on thy Name, have not called.
Dukula miangu miaku kuidi makanda momo masia kuzaba ko, kuidi bipfumu biobi kabi telanga ko dizina diaku.
7 For he hath devoured Jacob, —And, his dwelling-place, have they laid waste.
Bila bameni dia Yakobi, ayi bamana tiolumuna tsi andi yikabutukila.
8 Do not remember against us former iniquities, —Haste thee, let thy compassions, come to meet us, For we have been brought very low!
Kadi kututangila masumu ma bakulu! Bika kiadi kiaku kiza nsualu kuidi beto bila tueka mu mabienga makambulu diana.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, on account of the glory of thy Name, —Rescue us then, and put a propitiatory-covering over our sins, For the sake of thy Name.
Wutusadila, a Nzambi Mvulusi eto mu diambu di nkembo wu dizina diaku! Wutukuidi ayi wutulemvukila masumu meto mu diambu di dizina diaku!
10 Wherefore should the nations say—Where is their God? Let him be known among the nations before our eyes! [Yea! By] the avenging of the blood of thy servants which hath been shed!
Bila mbi makanda meti tubila: “Kuevi kuidi Nzambi e?” va ntuala meso meto, zabikisa va khatitsika makanda ti ngeyo weti vutula landi mu menga matenguka ma bisadi biaku,
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner, come in before thee, —According to the greatness of thine arm, Set free them who are appointed to death.
Bika kunga ku batu badi mu nloko kutula va ntualꞌaku. Mu zingolo zi koko kuaku, tanina bobo bazengolo nkanu wu lufua.
12 Return, therefore, unto our neighbours—Sevenfold, into their own bosom, The reproach wherewith they have reproached thee, O Adonay!
Vutudila mu zikhumbu tsambuadi bifingu bi bobo batufikimini; tsembolo yoyi bawobudila ngeyo Yave.
13 So, we, thy people, and the sheep of thy pasture, will give thanks unto thee, to times age-abiding, —To generation after generation, will we recount thy praise.
Buna beto batu baku, nkangu aku wu mamemi weti dikila; tuela kuzitisa mu zithangu zioso; mu tsungi ka tsungi, tuela yolukila minzitusu miaku.
