Psalms 8

1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." A Melody of David. O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth, Who hast set thy splendour upon the heavens.

Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi mu ngitala yi basi Ngati. Yave, Pfumu eto! Tala buevi dizina diaku didi di nzitusu va ntoto wumvimba. Ngeyo wutula nkemboꞌaku viokila diyilu.

2 Out of the mouth of children and sucklings, hast thou laid a foundation of strength, —because of thine adversaries, to make foe and avenger be still.

Mu bididi bi bana balezi ayi bi bana batsombi, ngeyo wutuma mu totukila nzitusu mu diambu di bambeni ziaku; mu diambu di kanga miunu mi bobo beti ku lenda, ayi mutu wowo wumvutulanga mambimbi mu mambimbi.

3 When I view thy heavens, the work, of thy fingers, moon and stars, which thou hast established,

Bu ndieti tala diyilu diaku, kisalu ki minlembo miaku, ngonda ayi zimbuetete ziozi wutula va buangu;

4 What was weak man, that thou shouldst make mention of him? or the son of the earthborn, that thou shouldst set him in charge?

buna mbi biobi mutu mu diambu wuntebukilanga moyo, ayi muana mutu mu diambu wumbelanga mayindu e?

5 That thou shouldst make him little less than messengers of God, with glory and honour, shouldst crown him?

Ngeyo wumvanga kaba fioti ku tsi bivangu bi diyilu ayi ngeyo wumvuika nkembo ayi nzitusu,

6 Shouldst give him dominion over the works of thy hands, —All things, shouldst have put under his feet:

Ngeyo wunkitula nyadi mu bisalu bi mioko miaku, ngeyo wutula bima bioso ku tsi malu mandi:

7 Sheep and oxen, all of them, —yea even the beasts of the field;

mamemi moso ayi zingombi zioso; bibulu bioso binsitu,

8 The bird of the heavens, and the fishes of the sea, — the passer-by on the paths of the seas?

zinuni zi yilu ayi zimbizi zi mbu, bibioso bindiatilanga mu minsolo mi mbu.

9 O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth.

A Yave, Pfumu eto! Tala buevi dizina diaku didi di nzitusu va ntoto wumvimba.