Psalms 54

1 To the choirmaster with stringed instruments a poem of David. When came the Ziphites and they said to Saul ¿ not [is] David hiding himself with us. O God by name your save me and by strength your you will vindicate me.

Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi kayimbidila mu mu thangu basi Zifi bayiza kamba Sawuli ti: “Davidi kuidi beto” kasuamini. Wuphukisa, Nzambi ama, mu dizina diaku; wundungisa mu lulendo luaku.

2 O God hear prayer my give ear! to [the] words of mouth my.

Wa lusambulu luama, a Nzambi. Dimba mambu ma munuꞌama.

3 For strangers - they have risen up on me and ruthless [people] they have sought life my not they have set God to before themselves (Selah)

Zinzenza zilembo nduanisa ayi batu ba tsita balembo tombi luzingu luama. Batu bankambu kinzikanga Nzambi.

4 Here! God [is] a helper of me [the] Lord [is] [those who] sustain life my.

Bukiedika, Nzambi niandi nsadisi ama. Yave niandi wukukhindisanga.

5 (May he bring back *Q(K)*) the evil to enemies my in faithfulness your destroy them.

Bika mambimbi mabuila bobo beti kuphueza; Mu kikhuikizi kiaku, wuba bunga.

6 In voluntariness I will sacrifice to you I will give thanks to name your O Yahweh for [it is] good.

Ndiela kutambikanga makaba mu ntima wu luzolo; ndiela zitisa dizina diaku, a Yave. Bila didi dimboti.

7 For from every trouble he has delivered me and on enemies my it has looked eye my.

Bila niandi wukhula mu ziphasi ziama zioso ayi meso mama mamona mbedoso yi bobo beti kundenda.