Psalms 39
1 Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David. I said: I will take heed to my ways: that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.
Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi mpe ya Yedutuni. Nzembo ya Davidi. Namilobelaki: « Nakosala keba na etamboli na ngai mpo ete monoko na ngai esala masumu te; nakobatela penza monoko na ngai tango nyonso moto mabe akozala liboso na ngai. »
2 I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.
Boye nakangaki monoko na ngai mpe navandaki nye, natikalaki koloba ata likambo moko te; pasi na ngai ebakisamaki makasi.
3 My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.
Motema na ngai eswaki, moto ezalaki kopela kati na ngai, mpe nalobaki na nzela ya monoko na ngai.
4 I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.
Yawe, yebisa ngai tango nini bomoi na ngai ekosuka mpe motango ya mikolo ya bomoi na ngai mpo ete nasosola ete bomoi na ngai ezali kaka mpo na mwa tango moke.
5 Behold thou hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.
Solo mikolo ya bomoi na ngai ekatama, ezali pamba na miso na Yo. Bomoi ya moto nyonso ezali kaka mopepe.
6 Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.
Moto akendaka mpe azongaka, azali kaka lokola elili; amitungisaka kaka pamba, andukaka bomengo, kasi ayebaka te soki nani akotikala na yango.
7 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.
Sik’oyo, oh Nkolo, nazela lisusu nini? Natiaka elikya na ngai kati na Yo.
8 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.
Bikisa ngai na mabe na ngai nyonso, kopesa nzela te na bazoba ete bafinga ngai.
9 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.
Nakangi monoko, nakoloba lisusu te, pamba te Yo nde osali.
10 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:
Kobeta ngai lisusu te, nazali kokoka lisusu te.
11 Thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.
Opesaka bato etumbu mpo na masumu na bango mpo na kozongisa bango na nzela; obebisaka biloko na bango ya motuya lokola nselele. Solo, moto nyonso azali kaka mopepe.
12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be not silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.
Yawe, yoka libondeli na ngai; yoka na bokebi, wana nazali koganga mpo na kosenga lisungi, kovanda nye te liboso ya mpinzoli na ngai, pamba te epai na Yo, nazali mopaya mpe moleki nzela lokola bakoko na ngai.
13 O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.
Kotala ngai te mpo ete nasepela lisusu, liboso ete nakende na ngai mpe nazala lisusu te.
