Psalms 6

1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.

Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi, wuyimbidila wawu mu ngitala yi nana di zitsinga. A Yave, kadi kuthemina ku tsi nganzi aku ayi kadi kuphana thumbudulu bu widi ku tsi miangu miaku mi ngolo.

2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

Wumbona kiadi a Yave bila ndidi wulebakana, A Yave wumbelusa bila mimvesi miama mieka nduka fua.

3 And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?

Muelꞌama wulembo yami, Nate thangu mbi, a Yave, nate thangu mbi e?

4 Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy’s sake.

Vutikisa ntima, a Yave, wukhudi, wuphukisa mu diambu di luzolo luaku lu ngolo.

5 For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell? (Sheol h7585)

Mutu kalendi kutebukila moyo ko niandi fua. Ayi nani wela kuzitisa ku tsi bafua e? (Sheol h7585)

6 I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.

Mbemana vonga kuna ku kunga; builu bu mvimba ndieti bodisa mbukꞌama mu bidilu, ndieti bodisa buangu ki ndieti leka mu matsuela.

7 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

Meso mama mabividi mu diambu di kiadi, ayi manunini mu diambu di bobo beti kundenda.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

Botukanu va ntualꞌama beno boso lumvanganga mambu mambimbi. Bila Yave wuwilu bidilu biama.

9 The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.

Yave wuwilu yamikina kuama mu diambu di kiadi Yave kikinini lusambulu luama.

10 Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.

Bambeni ziama zioso baela fua tsoni ayi bela ba boma-boma. Bela vutikisa ku manima ayi bela fua tsoni mu nsualu.