Psalms 30
1 A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.
Nzembo ya Davidi mpo na libulisi ya Tempelo. Yawe, nanetoli Yo, pamba te obimisaki ngai na libulu ya mozindo mpe otikaki te banguna na ngai kosepela na tina na ngai.
2 O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.
Yawe, Nzambe na ngai, nabelelaki Yo mpo na kosenga lisungi, mpe obikisaki ngai na bokono.
3 Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Yawe, obimisaki ngai na mboka ya bakufi, obatelaki bomoi na ngai mosika na bato oyo bazali kokita na libulu. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.
Boyemba banzembo mpo na lokumu ya Yawe, bino babulami na Ye; bokumisa Kombo na Ye ya bule.
5 For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.
Pamba te kanda makasi na Ye ewumelaka mpo na mwa tango moke, kasi ngolu na Ye ewumelaka seko na seko; kolela ekoki kowumela kino na pokwa, kasi kosepela ekokota na tongo.
6 But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”
Tango nazalaki na kimia, nalobaki: « Nakotikala kokweya te. »
7 O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.
Yawe, tango osalelaki ngai ngolu, olendisaki ngomba na ngai; kasi tango obombelaki ngai elongi, nabungisaki elikya.
8 To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.
Yawe, nabelelaki Yo; nabelelaki Yawe mpo na kosenga lisungi:
9 What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?
« Litomba nini ezali soki nakufi, soki nakiti na libulu? Boni, putulu ekokumisa Yo? Boni, ekosakola boyengebene na Yo?
10 The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.
Yawe, yoka ngai mpe salela ngai ngolu; Yawe, zala lisungi na ngai. »
11 You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.
Obongoli kolela na ngai, okomisi yango mabina; olongoli mokumba na ngai mpe olatisi ngai esengo,
12 So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.
mpo ete molimo na ngai ekumisa Yo na banzembo, kasi navanda nye te. Yawe, Nzambe na ngai, nakokumisa Yo libela na libela.
