Psalms 7
1 A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord about Cush, the Benjamite. Lord my God, I take refuge in you. Deliver me, save me from all who pursue me;
Nkunga wu maniongo wu Davidi kayimbidila Yave mu diambu di KUSI, muisi dikanda di Benzami. A Yave, Nzambi ama, kuidi ngeyo ndintombilanga suamunu kiama. Wuphukisa mu babo beti kundandakana ayi wukhula.
2 or like lions they will tear me to pieces, and rend me, past hope of rescue.
Muingi babika ku khanzuna banga khosi ayi kunzenga mu bitini mu kambu mutu wulenda vukisa.
3 Lord, my God, if my life has been such if my hands have been stained with guilt,
A Yave, Nzambi ama, enati ndivengi mawu ayi enati nzimbala yidi mu mioko miama;
4 if friends I paid back with evil, if I plundered my foes without cause,
enati ndivutudi mambimbi kuidi mutu wubedi zinganga yama mu ndembama, voti ndiziona, mu kambu bila, bima bi mutu wundenda,
5 may the enemy chase and find me, trample my life to the ground, my honour leave in the dirt! (Selah)
buna bika mbeni ama kandandakana ayi kambakidila; bika kadiatidila luzingu luama va tsi, ayi kandekisa mu mbungi-mbungi.
6 Arise, Lord, in anger, against my foes rise in fury. Awake for my help: let justice be done.
A Yave, telama ku tsi nganzi aku, Nuanisa miangu mi ngolo mi bambeni ziama. A Nzambi ama, kotuka bika wundungisa.
7 Gather the nations about you, and sit on your lofty throne,
Bika lukutukunu lu batu bazungidila, bika wuba yadila bu widi ku diyilu
8 as the Lord, the judge of the peoples. Judge me, Lord, in my innocence and according to my integrity.
Bika Yave wusambisa batu A Yave, wutsambisa boso buididi busonga buama ayi boso buididi fuanana kuama, a Nzambi yizangama
9 Put an end to the wrong of the wicked, protect the righteous. Searcher of hearts and minds, righteous God.
A Nzambi yi busonga, ngeyo wumfionguninanga mintima ayi mayindu ma batu, manisa makhemi ma mutu wumbimbi ayi tula mutu wusonga mu luvovomo.
10 God is my shield: he saves the upright in heart.
Nzambi yizangama niandi nkaku ama; niandi wumvukisanga batu babo badi mintima milulama.
11 God is a just judge, constant in righteous anger.
Nzambi niandi zuzi disonga, Nzambi wummonisanga miangu miandi mu kadika lumbu.
12 He will sharpen his sword without fail, his bow is bent and ready,
Enati kakadi balula mavanga, wela lengula sabala kiandi, wela leki mbasꞌandi ayi kuwukubika.
13 his deadly weapons are ready, his arrows he makes of flame.
Wukubika binduanina biandi bi lufua wulembo kitula madionga mandi madionga ma mbazu.
14 The enemy who conceives evil; pregnant with mischief, giving birth to lies,
Niandi widi mu buemba bu mambimbi; widi mu kubika ziphasi ayi butidi mambu ma luvunu.
15 a pit they have made and dug; but into the hole that they made they will fall.
Niandi wukaba dibulu; wudikulula dimula ayi wubua mu dibulu di kakaba niandi veka.
16 On their own heads their mischief comes back; on their own skulls their violence comes down.
Ziphasi ziozi kakubika zimbuididi niandi veka ayi tsitꞌandi yibuidi va dikosi diandi.
17 I will give thanks to the Lord for his justice, and sing to the name of the Lord Most High.
Ndiela vutudila Yave matondo mu diambu di busonga buandi. Ayi ndiela yimbidila nzitusu wu dizina di Yave wuzangama.
