Psalms 104
1 Bless Yahweh, my soul. Yahweh, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty.
Zitisa Yave, a muelꞌama. A Yave, Nzambi ama, ngeyo widi wunneni ngolo. Ngeyo vueti kiezila ayi nzitusu.
2 He covers himself with light as with a garment. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain.
Niandi wukifukidi muinda banga nledi; weti yalumuna diyilu banga nzo yi ngoto,
3 He lays the beams of his rooms in the waters. He makes the clouds his chariot. He walks on the wings of the wind.
ayi wutunga makunzi ma bivinga biandi bizangama va minlangu miawu. Niandi weti kitula matuti ditoma diandi di sengo ayi weti diatila mu mavavi ma phemo.
4 He makes his messengers winds, and his servants flames of fire.
Wunkitulanga phemo bamvuala bandi, minlaki mi mbazu bisadi biandi.
5 He laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be moved forever.
Wuvuandisa ntoto va zifondasio ziandi; wulendi nikuka ko kadi fifioti.
6 You covered it with the deep as with a cloak. The waters stood above the mountains.
Ngeyo wufukidila wawu mu thipula banga ngeyo wumfukididi nledi, Minlangu mitelama nate ku mbata miongo.
7 At your rebuke they fled. At the voice of your thunder they hurried away.
Vayi bu wutema, minlangu mitina, mu biyoko bi dumu kiaku, miawu mitina.
8 The mountains rose, the valleys sank down, to the place which you had assigned to them.
Mikumbila va mbata miongo, mibua nate mu mindimba ku buangu kioki wukubikila miawu.
9 You have set a boundary that they may not pass over, that they don’t turn again to cover the earth.
Ngeyo wumitudila zindilu ziozi ka milendi sabuka ko; milendi buela diamisa ntoto ko.
10 He sends springs into the valleys. They run among the mountains.
Niandi wukubika zitho zi minlangu mu zikhola zinkumbanga va khatitsika miongo.
11 They give drink to every animal of the field. The wild donkeys quench their thirst.
Zilembo vani nlangu kuidi bibulu bioso bi tsola, ziphunda zi nsitu zimanisinanga phuilꞌawu.
12 The birds of the sky nest by them. They sing among the branches.
Zinuni zi yilu zintunganga dianla mu yenda minlangu, zieti yimbila va khatitsika matafi.
13 He waters the mountains from his rooms. The earth is filled with the fruit of your works.
Wulembo lembila miongo tona ku bivinga biandi bizangama; ntoto wuyukutidi mu mbutu wu kisalu kiandi.
14 He causes the grass to grow for the livestock, and plants for man to cultivate, that he may produce food out of the earth:
Niandi weti menisa biti mu diambu di bibulu, ayi bikunusu mu diambu di batu bakuna, ayi totulanga bidia mu ntoto:
15 wine that makes the heart of man glad, oil to make his face to shine, and bread that strengthens man’s heart.
vinu kieti yangidika ntima wu mutu, mafuta meta kienzula zizi kiandi ayi dipha dieti kindisa ntimꞌandi.
16 Yahweh’s trees are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon, which he has planted,
Minti mi Yave midi milembolo bumboti; minti mi sedeli mi tsi Libani miomi kakuna.
17 where the birds make their nests. The stork makes its home in the cypress trees.
Muawu zinuni zieti tungila zindiala ziawu; nuni beti tedila ngongo yitungila nzo andi mu minti mimbutanga zimbala zi phutu.
18 The high mountains are for the wild goats. The rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers.
Miongo mi nangama mivuiwulu kuidi zikhombo zi nsitu; zithadi zidi suamunu mu diambu di bibulu bieti tedolo damani.
19 He appointed the moon for seasons. The sun knows when to set.
Ngondi yeti vasa zitsungi, ayi thangu zebi thangu mbi kafueti diamina.
20 You make darkness, and it is night, in which all the animals of the forest prowl.
Ngeyo weti nata tombi, buisi bueti yila ayi buna bibulu bioso bi nsitu bilembo diengila-diengila.
21 The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.
Zikhosi zillembo kungi mu diambu di biobi zifueti buila ayi zieti tomba bidia biawu kuidi Nzambi.
22 The sun rises, and they steal away, and lie down in their dens.
Thangu yawu totuka, buna zivengumukini; zivutukidi ayi zilekidi mu minsuku miawu.
23 Man goes out to his work, to his labor until the evening.
Buna mutu weti kuenda ku kisalu kiandi, ku kisalu kiandi nate buisi bu nyila.
24 Yahweh, how many are your works! In wisdom, you have made them all. The earth is full of your riches.
Phila bisalu biaku bididi woka, a Yave; mu nduenga wuvangila bibioso ntoto wufulukidi mu bivangu biaku.
25 There is the sea, great and wide, in which are innumerable living things, both small and large animals.
Vadi mbu wumosi, wunneni ayi wuyalumuka; muwedi bivangu ka bilendi baka bu tangulu ko; bima bimoyo bifioti ayi binneni.
26 There the ships go, and leviathan, whom you formed to play there.
Muawu mu nkuendilanga ayi vutukilanga masuwa; ayi Leviatani, bulu kioki wuvanga, muawu kieti sakinina.
27 These all wait for you, that you may give them their food in due season.
Bibioso bikutalanga muingi wuba vananga bidia biawu mu thangu yifuana.
28 You give to them; they gather. You open your hand; they are satisfied with good.
Thangu weti kubivana bidia, bieti bonga biawu; ngeyo zibula koko kuaku, bieti yukuta mu bima bimboti.
29 You hide your face; they are troubled. You take away their breath; they die and return to the dust.
Ngeyo sueka zizi kiaku, buna bieka mona tsisi. Ngeyo biziona vumunu kiawu, buna bieti fua ayi bieti vutuka mu mbungi-mbungi.
30 You send out your Spirit and they are created. You renew the face of the ground.
Ngeyo fidisa vumunu kiaku, buna bivangimini ayi ngeyo weti kitula diaka zizi ki ntoto kimona.
31 Let Yahweh’s glory endure forever. Let Yahweh rejoice in his works.
Bika Nkembo wu Nzambi wuzingila mu zithangu zioso; bika Yave kayangalala mu bisalu biandi!
32 He looks at the earth, and it trembles. He touches the mountains, and they smoke.
Niandi wuntalanga ku ntoto, ayi ntoto wulembo titi. Niandi wulembo simba miongo ayi milembo totula muisi.
33 I will sing to Yahweh as long as I live. I will sing praise to my God while I have any being.
Ndiela yimbidilanga Yave mu luzingu luama loso. Ndiela yimbidilanga Nzambi ama minzitusu thangu yoso yi luzingu luama.
34 Let my meditation be sweet to him. I will rejoice in Yahweh.
Bika mambu mama ndinyindula mammonisa khini banga phila ndilembo muena khini mu Yave.
35 Let sinners be consumed out of the earth. Let the wicked be no more. Bless Yahweh, my soul. Praise Yah!
Vayi bika bankua masumu balalukusu va ntoto, ayi bika batu bambimbi babika buela monika! Zitisa Yave, a muelꞌama! Bika Yave kazitusu!
