Psalms 80
1 For the chief musician, set to the Shoshannim Eduth style. A psalm of Asaph. Pay attention, Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock; you who sit above the cherubim, shine on us!
Nkunga Asafi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi; kayimbidila mu “Lisi”. Bika wutuwila, a Nsungi Iseli, ngeyo wundiatisanga Zozefi banga nkangu wu mamemi; Ngeyo wumvuandanga va khatitsika ba Bakeluba, kienzula kuaku.
2 In the sight of Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up your power; come and save us.
Va ntuala Efalayimi, Benzami ayi Manase! Telimisa zingolo ziaku yiza ayi wutuvukisa.
3 God, restore us; make your face shine on us, and we will be saved.
Wutuvutula banga bututuama bela, a Nzambi bika zizi kiaku kitukienzula muingi tuvuka.
4 Yahweh God of hosts, how long will you be angry at your people when they pray?
Yave, Nzambi nkua ngolo yoso, nate thangu mbi nganzi aku yela leminanga? Mu diambu di zitsambulu zi batu baku e?
5 You have fed them with the bread of tears and given them tears to drink in great quantities.
Ngeyo wuba dikila mu dipha di matsuela ayi ngeyo wuba nuikina matsuela mu mbungu yiwala.
6 You make us something for our neighbors to argue over, and our enemies laugh about us among themselves.
Wutukitula tho yi minzonza kuidi bobo bafikimini yeto ayi bambeni zieto zilembo kutusekinina.
7 God of hosts, restore us; make your face shine on us, and we will be saved.
Wutuvutula banga bututuama bela, a Nzambi nkua ngolo yoso Bika zizi kiaku kitukienzula muingi tuvuka.
8 You brought a vine out of Egypt; you drove out nations and transplanted it.
Ngeyo wutumuna nti wu vinu ku Ezipite, wukuka makanda ma Bapakanu bosi wukuna wawu.
9 You cleared the land for it; it took root and filled the land.
Ngeyo wukubikila wawu ntoto ayi wawu wumenisa mianzi ayi wudukila tsi.
10 The mountains were covered with its shade, the cedars of God by its branches.
Miongo mifuku kuidi phonzi andi, sedeli mi lulendo kuidi matafi mandi.
11 It sent out its branches as far as the sea and its shoots to the Euphrates River.
Wufidisa mawu nate ku mbu ayi mintuidila miandi nate ku minlangu minneni.
12 Why have you broken down its walls so that all who pass by along the road pluck its fruit?
Bila mbi wutiolumunini bibaka biandi e? Muingi batu boso bamviokila vana bavela makundi mandi.
13 The boars out of the forest ruin it, and the beasts of the field feed on it.
Ngulu yi nsitu yeti kuyikesikisa; ayi bivangu bi zitsola bilembo dia biawu.
14 Turn back, God of hosts; look down from heaven and take notice and take care of this vine.
Wutuvutukila, a Nzambi nkua ngolo yoso ayi ku tsi tona ku diyilu ayi mona keba nti wawu wu vinu;
15 This is the root that your right hand planted, the shoot that you made to grow.
Muanzi wowo koko kuaku ku lubakala ku kuna, Muana wu bakala wowo wuyundula mu diambu diaku veka.
16 It has been burned and cut down; they perish because of your rebuke.
Nti aku wu vinu wuzengulu, wuyokolo ku mbazu mu tsembolo aku, batu baku balembo bivi.
17 May your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.
Bika koko kuaku kuba vadi mutu wowo widi koko kuaku ku lubakala muana wubakala wu mutu wowo wuyundula mu diambu diaku veka.
18 Then we will not turn away from you; revive us, and we will call on your name.
Buna tulendi buela kutatukila ko. Wutuzingisa diaka buna tuela tela dizina diaku.
19 Yahweh God of hosts, restore us; make your face shine on us, and we will be saved.
Wutuvutula banga bu tutuama bela, a Yave Nzambi. Bika zizi kiaku kitukienzula muingi tuvuka.
