Psalms 17
1 A Prayer. Of David. Let my cause come to your ears, O Lord, give attention to my cry; give ear to my prayer which goes not out from false lips.
Lusambulu lu Davidi. Yave wa mambu ma busonga bu ndieti samba; dimba yamikina kuama; tamba kutu mu lusambulu luama lueti totukila mu bididi bikambulu luvunu.
2 Be my judge; for your eyes see what is right.
Bika ndungunu ama yitotukila kuidi ngeyo ayi bika meso maku mamona momo madi ma lulama.
3 You have put my heart to the test, searching me in the night; you have put me to the test and seen no evil purpose in me; I will keep my mouth from sin.
Ka diambu ko tidi fiongunina ntimꞌama, ayi kuthala va builu ka diambu ko wumbekini, mu mbazu wulendi mona kadi kiasa ko. Ndibaka lukanu ti munu ama wulendi sumuka ko.
4 As for the works of men, by the word of your lips I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
Mu diambu di mavanga ma batu; mu nzila yi mambu ma bididi biaku, ndieti kukikeba mu nzila yi mutu widi matsita.
5 I have kept my feet in your ways, my steps have not been turned away.
Bitambi biama bidi kaka bikinda mu minsolo miaku, malu mama malendi sialumuka ko.
6 My cry has gone up to you, for you will give me an answer, O God: let your ear be turned to me, and give attention to my words.
A Nzambi, ndikutela bila ngeyo wela kuphana mvutu. Yinika dikutu diaku ku ndidi ayi wa lusambulu luama.
7 Make clear the wonder of your mercy, O saviour of those who put their faith in your right hand, from those who come out against them.
Monisa matsiminanga ma luzolo luaku lunneni, ngeyo wuphukisanga mu koko kuaku ku lubakala bobo bansuaminanga mu ngeyo, mu bobo bakubalendanga.
8 Keep me as the light of your eyes, covering me with the shade of your wings,
Wukheba banga ngengele yi dieso diaku; wutsueki ku tsi kitsusula ki mavavi maku,
9 From the evil-doers who are violent to me, and from those who are round me, desiring my death.
mu diambu di batu bambimbi beti kundiamisa, mu diambu di bambeni ziama zieti kunzungidila; ziosi zintomba lufua luama.
10 They are shut up in their fat: with their mouths they say words of pride.
Bakikangidi mintima miawu midi banga matadi; Miunu miawu mintubanga mambu ma lunanga.
11 They have made a circle round our steps: their eyes are fixed on us, forcing us down to the earth;
Balembo ndandakana, banzungididi buabu; balembo tadi mu diambu bambuisa va tsi.
12 Like a lion desiring its food, and like a young lion waiting in secret places.
Badedikini banga khosi yidi nzala kanzuna, banga khosi yiyunduka yidi yilambididi va buangu kisuama.
13 Up! Lord, come out against him, make him low, with your sword be my saviour from the evil-doer.
Telama, Yave, wuba nuanisa ayi bika wuba buisa, wukhula mu sabala kiaku; mu mutu wumbimbi.
14 With your hand, O Lord, from men, even men of the world, whose heritage is in this life, and whom you make full with your secret wealth: they are full of children; after their death their offspring take the rest of their goods.
A Yave, bika wuphukisa mu koko kuaku mu batu ba phila yayi; batu ba ntoto wawu; bobo mfutu awu widi mu luzingu lualu. Weti lembika nzala yi bobo weti zola bana bawu babeki biwombo, ayi balundila bana bawu batsombi kimvuama.
15 As for me, I will see your face in righteousness: when I am awake it will be joy enough for me to see your form.
Vayi minu, ndiela mona zizi kiaku mu busonga. Bu ndiela kotuka ndiela yukuta mu talanga mfikulꞌaku.
