Psalms 131

1 A song of ascents; of David. Yahweh, my heart is not proud or my eyes haughty. I do not have great hopes for myself or concern myself with things that are beyond me.

Nkunga Davidi wunyimbudulu mu nzila yikuendila ku nzo Yave. Ntimꞌama wisi luniemo ko, a Yave, meso mama masi lunangu ko. Ndiyindulanga ko mambu malutidi manneni voti momo madi matsiminanga kuidi minu.

2 Indeed I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, my soul within me is like a weaned child.

Vayi ndivumbika muelꞌama ayi ndidingimisa wawu; banga muana wutsombi wulemboso mabeni widi va kimosi ayi ngudi andi; banga muana wutsombi wulemboso mabeni buawu buididi muelꞌama mu minu.

3 Israel, hope in Yahweh now and forever.

A Iseli, tula diana diaku mu Yave tona buabu nate mu zithangu zioso.