Psalms 40
1 For victorie, the song of Dauid. Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me.
Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi. Ndieti tadidila Yave mu mvibudulu. Niandi wubaluka kuidi minu ayi wuwa yamikina kuama.
2 And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis.
Niandi wuthampula mu dibulu di tsisi, mu khati nyamba wu ngolo. Wutula malu mama va ditadi, wuphana buangu kikinda kioki ndilenda telama.
3 And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord.
Niandi wutula nkunga wumona va munu ama; nkunga wu zitisila Nzambi eto, Batu bawombo bela mona ayi bela mona tsisi; ayi bela tula diana diawu mu Yave.
4 Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses.
Lusakumunu kuidi mutu wunkitulanga Yave diana diandi; ayi wunkambu talanga bankua luniemo kuidi bobo beti baluka kuidi zinzambi zi luvunu.
5 Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre.
A Yave, Nzambi ama, ngeyo wuvanga matsiminanga mawombo; ayi bima biobi wukubika mu diambu dieto. Kuisiko mutu wulenda kutangila biawu. Enati thidi ku mayolukila ayi ku matubila; mawu mawokidi ngolo muingi ndimasamuna.
6 Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne;
Makaba ma vonda ayi makaba matambuku; ngeyo wumanga mawu; Ngeyo wutobula matu mama. Makaba mayoko ayi makaba mu diambu di masumu, ngeyo wusia malomba ko.
7 thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me,
Buna ndituba: “ndilembo yizi; didi disonama mu diambu diama mu buku ti:
8 that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte.
Minu thidi vanga luzolo luaku; a Nzambi ama, Mina miaku midi mu ntimꞌama.”
9 I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist.
Ndinyamikisa busonga buaku mu lukutukunu lunneni. Ndisia zibika bididi biama ko. Banga kuandi buzebi, a Yave.
10 I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel.
Ndisi sueka ko busonga buaku mu ntimꞌama. Ndiyolukila kikhuikizi kiaku ayi phulusu aku. Ndisia sueka ko luzolo luaku ayi kiedika kiaku mu lukutukunu lunneni.
11 But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp.
Kadi zimbakana kumbonanga kiadi, a Yave. Bika Luzolo luaku ayi kiedika kiaku bikhebanga mu zithangu zioso.
12 For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me.
Bila ziphasi ziwombo zikambu zabakana thalu zinzungididi. Masumu mama mambakidila, ayi ndikadi mona. Maviokidi zitsuki ziama zi ntu mu thalu. Ayi ntimꞌama wulembo vongi mu minu.
13 Lord, plese it to thee, that thou delyuere me; Lord, biholde thou to helpe me.
Yangalala, a Yave, mu kuphukisa A Yave, yiza nsualu mu kutsadisa.
14 Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me.
Bika babo bobo bantomba baka luzingu luama; bafua tsoni ayi baba dio kombolo bika babo bammonanga khini mu mbivusu ama baba dio kombolo.
15 Bere thei her confusioun anoon; that seien to me, Wel! wel! `that is, in scorn.
Bika babo bobo bantubanga kuidi minu: “A, a…” bamona tsisi mu diambu di zitsoni ziawu veka
16 Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere.
Vayi bika babo bobo bakutombanga bayangalala, ayi bamona khini mu ngeyo. Bika babo banzolanga phulusu aku batuba mu zithangu zioso: “Bika Yave kayayusu.”
17 Forsothe Y am a beggere and pore; the Lord is bisi of me. Thou arte myn helpere and my defendere; my God, tarie thou not.
Vayi minu, ndidi mu kiadi ayi nsukami, bika Yave kambanzila. Ngeyo nsadisi ama ayi nkudi ama. Nzambi ama, kadi zingila.
