Psalms 84
1 For the choirmaster. According to Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely is Your dwelling place, O LORD of Hosts!
Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Nzembo ya bana ya Kore. Ezali ya koyemba na lindanda ya bato ya Gati. Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, tala ndenge bisika oyo ovandaka ezali kopesa posa!
2 My soul longs, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
Nzoto na ngai mobimba ebukani pene nakufa mpo na posa makasi ya lopango ya Yawe! Motema mpe nzoto na ngai ezali koganga epai ya Nzambe na bomoi.
3 Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she places her young near Your altars, O LORD of Hosts, my King and my God.
Ndeke ya moke ezwaka esika ya kovanda, mpe mbilambila esalaka zala epai wapi etiaka bana na yango, pene ya bitumbelo na Yo, Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, Mokonzi na ngai mpe Nzambe na ngai.
4 How blessed are those who dwell in Your house! They are ever praising You.
Esengo na bavandi ya Ndako na Yo! Bakokumisa Yo tango nyonso!
5 Blessed are those whose strength is in You, whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.
Esengo na bato oyo bazwaka makasi kati na Yo; bakendaka na esengo na Tempelo na Yo!
6 As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; even the autumn rain covers it with pools.
Tango bakatisaka Lubwaku ya Baka, bakomisaka yango esika oyo etonda na bitima ya mayi, mpe mvula etondisaka yango na mapamboli.
7 They go from strength to strength, until each appears before God in Zion.
Makasi na bango ebakisamaka tango nyonso kino bakomaka na Siona, liboso ya Nzambe.
8 O LORD God of Hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob.
Yawe, Nzambe-Na-Nguya-Nyonso, yoka losambo na ngai! Nzambe ya Jakobi, yoka ngai!
9 Take notice of our shield, O God, and look with favor on the face of Your anointed.
Oh Nzambe, Yo oyo ozali nguba na biso, tala! Tala elongi ya mopakolami na Yo!
10 For better is one day in Your courts than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.
Lokola kovanda mokolo moko kati na lopango na Yo eleki kovanda mikolo nkoto moko na esika mosusu, naponaki kotelema na ekotelo ya Ndako ya Nzambe na ngai na esika ete navanda kati na bandako ya kapo ya bato mabe.
11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; the LORD gives grace and glory; He withholds no good thing from those who walk with integrity.
Pamba te, mpo na biso, Yawe Nzambe azali moyi mpe nguba; Yawe apesaka ngolu mpe nkembo, aboyaka kopesa eloko moko te epai ya bato oyo batambolaka bazanga pamela.
12 O LORD of Hosts, how blessed is the man who trusts in You!
Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, esengo na moto oyo atiaka elikya kati na Yo!
