Ongumbiro yokuriyameka ku Ndjambi
Komuimburise otja kombosiro yOnguti ndji ri kOmiti vyOkokure. Epsalme ra David, Ovafilisti tji va za nokumukamburira mOgat.
1 Ndji tjariparera, Ndjambi,
ovandu tjinga ave ndji rwisa;
omayuva aehe ovanavita na
ami ve ndji tatumisa.
2 Ovendjipirukire ve ndji rwisa,
nu ovandu ovengi ve ndji pirukira.
3 Ami tji me tira, Muhona Omunamasaaehe,
me riyameke kove.
4 Ami me riyameke ku Ndjambi,
hi nokutira ko;
me mu tanga mena raimbi mbya kwizika.
Omundu uriri ma sora okundjitjita tjike?
5 Ovanavita na ami omayuva
aehe ve ndji tjita oumba;
nowo aruhe ve ripura okundjitjita otjipo!
6 Owo ve rikuta kumwe poṋa pomaṱarero,
nu ve tjevera otjiṋa atjihe tji me tjiti,
amave undju okundjizepa.
7 Ve verera ouvi wawo, Ndjambi;
wisa ovandu mba kehi momazenge woye.
8 Ondjenda yandje, tjiri, u yi i;
omahoze wandje we ye pakera motjikuve.
Owo kaye tjangerwe membo roye are?
9 Ovanavita na ami mave yaruka ombunda,
meyuva ndi me ku kove,
nu ami mbi tjiwa kutja Ndjambi u ri puna ami.
10 Nami me tanga embo ra Ndjambi,
11 ami me riyameke ku Ndjambi,
hi nokutira ko;
omundu uriri ma sora okundjitjita tjike?
12 Ndjambi, ami me kupe imbi
mbi mba kwizika;
me ku punguhire ombunguhiro
yandje yokutja okuhepa,
13 ove tjinga awa yama omuinyo
wandje konḓiro
nozombaze zandje kombutarero.
Komuhingo mbwi otji me kayenda
moukarepo wa Ndjambi
mondjerera yovanamuinyo.
(For the music leader. To the tune “A Silent Dove in the Distance.” A special psalm by David when the Philistines captured him in Gath.)
A Prayer of Trust in God
1 Have pity, God Most High!
My enemies chase me all day.
2 Many of them are pursuing
and attacking me,
3 but even when I am afraid,
I keep on trusting you.
4 I praise your promises!
I trust you and am not afraid.
No one can harm me.
5 Enemies spend the whole day
finding fault with me;
all they think about
is how to do me harm.
6 They attack from ambush,
watching my every step
and hoping to kill me.
7 They won't get away
with these crimes, God,
because when you get angry,
you destroy people.
8 You have kept record
of my days of wandering.
You have stored my tears
in your bottle
and counted each of them.
9 When I pray, Lord God,
my enemies will retreat,
because I know for certain
that you are with me.
10 I praise your promises!
11 I trust you and am not afraid.
No one can harm me.
12 I will keep my promises
to you, my God,
and bring you gifts.
13 You protected me from death
and kept me from stumbling,
so that I would please you
and follow the light
that leads to life.
