< Psalms 52 >

1 For the choirmaster. A Maskil of David. After Doeg the Edomite went to Saul and told him, “David has gone to the house of Ahimelech.” Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man? The loving devotion of God endures all day long.
Nzembo ya Davidi. Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Eyembamaki tango Doegi, moto ya Edomi, akendeki koyebisa Saulo ete Davidi akoti na ndako ya Ayimeleki. Yo elombe, mpo na nini ozali komikumisa na tina na mabe? Bolingo ya Nzambe emonanaka mikolo nyonso.
2 Your tongue devises destruction like a sharpened razor, O worker of deceit.
Yo oyo otambolaka na lokuta, lolemo na yo esalaka mabongisi ya libebi, ekosaka lokola mbeli bapelisa malamu.
3 You love evil more than good, falsehood more than speaking truth.
Olingaka mabe koleka bolamu, lokuta koleka koloba bosolo.
4 You love every word that devours, O deceitful tongue.
Oh lolemo ya lokuta, olingaka maloba nyonso oyo epanzaka.
5 Surely God will bring you down to everlasting ruin; He will snatch you up and tear you away from your tent; He will uproot you from the land of the living.
Solo, Ye moko Nzambe akobebisa yo mpo na libela, akokanga yo kati na ndako na yo, akobwaka yo libanda mpe akopikola yo na mokili ya bato ya bomoi.
6 The righteous will see and fear; they will mock the evildoer, saying,
Bato ya sembo bakomona mpe bakokoma na somo, bakotiola ye na maloba oyo:
7 “Look at the man who did not make God his refuge, but trusted in the abundance of his wealth and strengthened himself by destruction.”
« Tala moto oyo azalaki te kozwa Nzambe lokola ebombamelo na ye, azalaki kotiela bozwi na ye motema, mpe kobakisa makasi na ye na nzela ya kobebisa bato mosusu. »
8 But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in the loving devotion of God forever and ever.
Kasi ngai, kati na Ndako na Yo, nazali lokola nzete ya olive oyo etondi na makasa ya mobesu; natiaka tango nyonso elikya na ngai kati na bolingo monene ya Nzambe, mpo na libela.
9 I will praise You forever, because You have done it. I will wait on Your name— for it is good— in the presence of Your saints.
Nakosanzola Yo mikolo nyonso, mpo na oyo osali; mpe nazalaka na elikya kati na Kombo na Yo, pamba te ozali malamu mpo na bayengebene na Yo.

< Psalms 52 >