Psalms 39
1 To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. — A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked [is] before me.'
Nkunga Davidi kuidi Yedutuni, pfumu minyimbidi. Minu ndituba: “ndiela sunga zinzila ziama ayi ndiela keba ludimi luama mu masumu. Ndiela tula luvambu mu munuꞌama mu zithangu zioso batu bambimbi bela banga ku ntuala meso mama.”
2 I was dumb [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
Bu ndiba dio sui ayi ndidingalala ayi bu ndisia tuba kadi diambu ko. Vayi ziphasi ziama buelama na buelama zilembo zibuelama.
3 Hot [is] my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.
Ntimꞌama wulema mu khati nitu ama; ayi bu ndiyindula, buna mbazu yilema. Diawu nditumbu tubila mu ludimi luama:
4 'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it [is],' I know how frail I [am].
“Wumbonisa, a Yave tsukulu yi luzingu luama; ayi thalu yi bilumbu biama bika wunzabikisa ti luzingu luama vioka lu mvioka!
5 Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. (Selah)
Ngeyo wuvanga bilumbu biama siadila banga dikanda diama Tezo ki mimvu miama kisi ko kadi mfunu va ntanlꞌaku. Kadika luzingu lu mutu luidi kaka phemo.
6 Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
Mutu widi khatika kimbindi bu keti kuenda ayi vutuka weti banga mayindu, vayi mu phamba kuandi; weti kupika bima vayi kakadi zaba nani wela bitota.
7 And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it [is] of Thee.
Vayi buabu, Yave, mbi mfueti vingila e? Diana diama didi mu ngeyo.
8 From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.
Wuphukisa mu zinzimbala ziama zioso; kadi kundiekula ndikituka sekonono ki bivulu.
9 I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou — Thou hast done [it].
Ndiba dio sui; ndisia zibula munu ama ko bila ngeyo wuvanga buawu.
10 Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
Wuphengumunina nsongo aku. Ndieka suka mu diambu di bikoti bi mioko miaku.
11 With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity [is] every man. (Selah)
Ngeyo weti tubidila ayi weti vana batu thumbudulu mu diambu di masumu mawu. Ngeyo weti zinisa kimvuama kiawu banga kiphepele kadika mutu widi phemo.
12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And [to] my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I [am] with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
Wa lusambulu luama; a Yave! Dimba yamikina kuama mu diambu di lusadusu. Kadi lasakana mu bidilu biama; bila ndieti kalanga yaku va kimosi banga nzenza, banga nkibi, banga bakulu bama boso.
13 Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
Wuphengumunina thaluꞌaku muingi ndimona diaka khini tuamina ndunda ayi ndibika buela monika.”
