Psalms 61

1 To the chief music-maker. On a corded instrument. Of David. Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.

Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Eyembamaki na lindanda. Nzembo ya Davidi. Oh Nzambe, yoka koganga na ngai, yoka na bokebi losambo na ngai.

2 From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me.

Wuta na suka ya mokili, nazali kobelela Yo, motema na ngai ebukani! Mema ngai na libanga oyo eleki likolo epai wapi nakokoka te kokoma ngai moko.

3 For you have been my secret place, and my high tower from those who made war on me.

Pamba te, ozali ebombamelo na ngai, ndako molayi batonga makasi, liboso ya banguna na ngai.

4 I will make your tent my resting-place for ever: I will keep myself under the cover of your wings. (Selah)

Posa ya motema na ngai ezali: kovanda tango nyonso kati na Ndako na Yo mpe kozwa ebombamelo na se ya mapapu na Yo.

5 For you, O God, have made answer to my prayers; you have given me the heritage of those who give honour to your name.

Pamba te Yo Nzambe, oyokaki bandayi na ngai, opesaki ngai libula ya bato oyo batosaka Kombo na Yo.

6 You will give the king long life; and make his years go on through the generations.

Pesa na mokonzi na biso bomoi molayi; tika ete awumela na bomoi.

7 May the seat of his authority be before God for ever; may mercy and righteousness keep him safe.

Tika ete awumela na bokonzi libela na libela liboso ya Nzambe! Bolingo mpe boyengebene na Yo ekobatela ye.

8 So will I make songs in praise of your name for ever, giving to God that which is right day by day.

Boye, nakoyemba mikolo nyonso mpo na lokumu ya Kombo na Yo, mpe nakokokisa bandayi na ngai mokolo na mokolo.