Psalms 90
1 A Prayer by Moses, the Man of God. Lord! a dwelling-place, hast, thou, become to us, From generation to generation:
Lusambulu lu Moyize, mutu Nzambi. Yave, ngeyo wuba buangu kieto kivuanda mu tsungi ka tsungi.
2 Before, the mountains, were born, Or thou hadst brought forth the earth and the world, Even, from age to age, thou, [wast] GOD.
Tuamina miongo mibutuka voti tuamina wuvanga ntoto ayi nza; tona mu thangu ka thangu, ngeyo widi Nzambi.
3 Thou causest man to return unto dust, And hast said—Return, ye sons of Adam!
Ngeyo wumvutulanga batu mu fundu-fundu bu weti tuba: “Vutuka mu fundu-fundu, e e bana ba batu.”
4 For, a thousand years, in thine eyes, [are], As yesterday, in that it passed away, Or [as] a watch in the night.
Bila va meso maku mili di mimvu midedikini banga lumbu kimosi kiviokidi zono; voti banga thangu yimosi va builu,
5 Thou hast snatched them away, A sleep, do they become, In the morning, [they are] like grass that shooteth up,
ngeyo weti botula batu mu tulu tu lufua, badi banga biti bimona va nsuka.
6 In the morning, it sprouteth and shooteth up, By the evening, it is cut down and withered.
Va nsuka bimenini bimona, va masika bilebukidi ayi biyumini.
7 For we are consumed in thine anger, And, in thy wrath, are we dismayed;
Tulembo lalakana mu diambu di nganzi aku ayi tsisi tulembo moni mu diambu di miangu miaku.
8 Thou hast set, Our iniquities before thee, Our secret near the luminary of thy face.
Ngeyo wutudidi mambimbi meto va ntualꞌaku, masumu meto masuama va ntuala kiezila ki zizi kiaku.
9 For, all our days, decline in thy wrath, —We end our years like a sigh.
Bilumbu bieto bioso bilembo mani ku tsi nganzi aku; tulembo manisa mimvu mieto ayi luniongo.
10 The days of our years, have, in them, three score years and ten, And, if, by reason of strength, they have fourscore years, Yet, their boast, is labour and sorrow, For it hath passed quickly, and we have flown away.
Tezo ki bilumbu bieto kidi ki lusambudi lumimvu voti lunana enati ngolo zidi yeto. Sina kiawu kidi kaki kiphasi ayi kimianga. Bila luzingu lueti lulembo vioki nsualu ayi tulembo yendi.
11 Who knoweth the strength of thine anger? Even, according to the fear of thee, is thy wrath!
Nani zebi lulendo lu nganzi aku e? Muingi miangu miaku miba tola banga lukinzu lolo fueni tambula.
12 How to number our days, so grant us to know, That we may win us a heart that hath wisdom.
Wutulongisa tanga bilumbu bieto mu bufuana muingi tubaka ntima wu duenga.
13 Return, Yahweh, oh how long? And have compassion upon thy servants;
Bika buela fuema, a Yave. Nate thangu mbi mela bela e? Bika wumona bisadi biaku kiadi.
14 Satisfy us, in the morning, with thy lovingkindness, That we may shout aloud and be glad, Throughout all our days.
Mu nsuka, bika wutuyukutisa mu luzolo luaku lu ngolo; buna tuela yimbilanga mu khini ayi buna tuela yangalala mu bilumbu bioso.
15 Make us glad, according to, The days thou hast humbled us, The years we have seen misfortune:
Wutuyangidikanga boso buididi bilumbu biobi wutumonisina phasi boso buididi mimvu miomi tuyamusunu.
16 Let thy work, appear unto thy servants, And, thy majesty, upon their children;
Bika mavanga maku mamonoso kuidi bisadi biaku; kiezila kiaku kuidi bana bawu.
17 And let the delightfulness of Adonay our God be upon us, —And, the work of our hands, establish thou upon us, Yea, the work of our hands, establish thou it.
Bika nlemvo wu Yave, Nzambi eto wubanga va beto, bika mu diambu dieto, wukindisa kisalu ki mioko mieto. Nyinga, kindisa kisalu ki mioko mieto.
