Revelation 5
1 And Y say in the riythond of the sittere on the trone, a book writun with ynne and with out, and seelid with seuene seelis.
Hangi nikaona mukono wakwe nuakulila nuang'wa uyu naiwikie mituntu la utemi, gomba naileandekilwe kuntongela nukunyuma, hangi ailekete ugomola mupungati.
2 And Y say a strong aungel, prechynge with a greet vois, Who is worthi to opene the book, and to vndon the seelis of it?
Ainumuine malaika aukete ingulu akizetanantya kukila nalukulu, nyanyu nuyumunonee kulugula igombo nukubunanga uugomola wakwe.
3 And noon in heuene, nether in erthe, nether vnder erthe, myyte opene the book, nether biholde it.
Kutile anga muntu kilunde ang'we muunkumbigulu ang'we kuulungu nauuhumile kulugula igombo ang'we kusoma.
4 And Y wepte myche, for noon was founde worthi to opene the book, nethir to se it.
Aindeile kuawa kunsoko, singaaiwigee wehi naiyemunonee kulugula ang'we kulesoma.
5 And oon of the eldre men seide to me, Wepe thou not; lo! a lioun of the lynage of Juda, the roote of Dauid, hath ouercomun to opene the book, and to vndon the seuene seelis of it.
Kuite ung'we waa anyampala wikambila “Leka kulila. Goza! ihimba naendogu ang'wa Yuda, itina lang'wa Daudi, udoile, hangi uhumile kulelugula igombo nuugomola wakwe numupungati.”
6 And Y say, and lo! in the myddil of the trone, and of the foure beestis, and in the myddil of the eldre men, a lombe stondynge as slayn, that hadde seuene hornes, and seuene iyen, whiche ben seuene spiritis of God, sent in to al the erthe.
Kate naituntu la utemi nawanipanga anne niang'we anyampala, aimine ng'wankolo akizewimikile, akizewigee anga ubunangilwe. Aukete mpembe mupungate ni miho mupungate izi inge nkolo mupungate niyang'wi Tunda niitumilwe muunkumbigulu wehi.
7 And he cam, and took of the riythond of the sittere in the trone the book.
Wikalongola wakahola igombo kupumila mumukono wakwe nuakigoha nuang'wa uyu naiwikie mituntu lautemi.
8 And whanne he hadde opened the book, the foure beestis and the foure and twenti eldre men fellen doun bifore the lomb; and hadden ech of hem harpis, and goldun violis ful of odours, whiche ben the preyeris of seyntis.
Pina wikahola igombo, nilaupanga wanne nianyampala, makumi abiile nuune ikatuna pihe ntongeela ang'wa nkolo. Kila ung'waao akete nikinubi nibakuli la zabibu nilizue uuvumba nanso malompi auhueli.
9 And thei sungun a newe song, and seiden, Lord oure God, thou art worthi to take the book, and to opene the seelis of it; for thou were slayn, and ayenbouytist vs to God in thi blood, of ech lynage, `and tunge, and puple, and nacioun;
Aekemba wembo upya. Unonee kuhola igombo nukulugula ugomola wakwe. Kunsoko ausenzilwe nukusakami wakwe akamuguilya Itunda eantu akila ndogu, ntambu niashenyi mihe.
10 and madist vs a kyngdom, and prestis to oure God; and we schulen regne on erthe.
Wikaatenda atemi hangi atongeeli akumitumila Itunda itu, akulema migulya lehi.
11 And Y say, and herde the vois of many aungels al aboute the trone, and of the beestis, and of the eldre men. And the noumbre of hem was thousyndis of thousyndis, seiynge with a greet vois,
Hangi nikagoza nukija nduli yamalaeka edu kupilimikilya ituntu lautemi eidadi ao ai 200,000,000 nawa niapanga nianyampala.
12 The lomb that was slayn, is worthi to take vertu, and godhed, and wisdom, and strengthe, and onour, and glorie, and blessing.
Ikalunga kululi, “Unonee ung'wankolo nausenzilwe kusengelya uhumi, ugole, upolo, ngulu, ikulyo, ukulu, nukukuligwa.
13 And ech creature that is in heuene, and that is on erthe, and vndur erthe, and the see, and whiche thingis ben in it, Y herde alle seiynge, To hym that sat in the trone, and to the lomb, blessyng, and onour, and glorie, and power, in to worldis of worldis. (aiōn g165)
Nikakija kehi naikiumbilwe naikikole kilunde numu unkimbigulu numukate niihe numigulya na bahali, kela ikintu kikazelunga, “Kung'waakwe nuanso nuikie mituntu lautemi nukung'wankolo, kutula lukumo, ikulyo, ukulu ni ngulu niakulema ikali na kali.” (aiōn g165)
14 And the foure beestis seiden, Amen. And the foure and twenti eldre men fellen doun on her faces, and worschipiden hym that lyueth in to worldis of worldis.
Niaupanga anne ikalunga, “Huela! “nianyampala ikatuma pihe nukukulya.
