Psalms 131

1 A song of ascents. Of David. My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty. I do not aspire to great things or matters too lofty for me.

Nzembo ya Davidi. Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Yawe, motema na ngai ezali na lofundu te, miso na ngai ezali na posa makasi te; namipesaka te na makambo oyo eleki ya minene mpe eleki pasi mpo na ngai.

2 Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Kasi nabatelaki kimia kati na motema na ngai mpe namitungisaki te lokola mwana moke elongo na mama na ye. Nazali na kimia lokola mwana oyo mama alongola na mabele.

3 O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, both now and forevermore.

Isalaele, tia elikya kati na Yawe kobanda sik’oyo mpe libela na libela.