Psalms 126

1 The song of grecis. Whanne the Lord turnede the caitifte of Sion; we weren maad as coumfortid.

Nkunga wunyimbudulu mu nzila yi kuendila ku nzo Yave. Mu thangu Yave kavutula batu bakangama ku Sioni, tuba banga batu banlota zindozi.

2 Thanne oure mouth was fillid with ioye; and oure tunge with ful out ioiyng. Thanne thei schulen seie among hethene men; The Lord magnefiede to do with hem.

Miunu mieto miba miwala masevo; ludimi lueto minkunga mi khini. Buna batuba muidi makanda ti: “Yave wuba vangidi mambu manneni.”

3 The Lord magnefiede to do with vs; we ben maad glad.

Yave wutuvangidi mambu manneni; ayi khini yitufulukidi.

4 Lord, turne thou oure caitifte; as a stronde in the south.

Vutula diaka kimvuama kieto, a Yave; banga bina bimila bi minlangu ku Nengevi.

5 Thei that sowen in teeris; schulen repe in ful out ioiyng.

Bobo beti kuna ayi matsuela mu meso, bela vedila mu minkunga mi khini.

6 Thei goynge yeden, and wepten; sendynge her seedis. But thei comynge schulen come with ful out ioiyng; berynge her handfullis.

Wuntotukanga ku nganda ayi matsuela mu meso; wunatanga mbongo mu kuna; weti vutuka ayi minkunga mi khini mu natanga mimvumba mi biti.