Psalms 57
1 Unto the end, destroy not, for David, for an inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee. And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.
Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Eyembamaki ndenge moko na nzembo « Koboma te. » Nzembo ya Davidi, tango Saulo azalaki kolanda ye, mpe tango Davidi abombamaki kati na libulu. Oh Nzambe, yokela ngai mawa! Yokela ngai mawa, pamba te nazali koluka ebombamelo; nazali koluka ebombamelo na se ya mapapu na Yo, kino tango ya pasi ekoleka.
2 I will cry to God the most High; to God who hath done good to me.
Nazali koganga epai ya Nzambe-Oyo-Aleki-Likolo, epai ya Nzambe oyo asalelaka ngai bolamu.
3 He hath sent from heaven and delivered me: he hath made them a reproach that trod upon me. God hath sent his mercy and his truth,
Akotinda wuta na likolo mpe akobikisa ngai, akopamela bato oyo batungisaka ngai. Nzambe akomonisa bolingo mpe boyengebene na Ye.
4 And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Nazali na kati-kati ya bankosi; nalali na kati-kati ya bato oyo babomaka mpe baliaka bato, oyo minu na bango ezali makonga mpe batolotolo, mpe lolemo na bango ezali mopanga ya minu makasi.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
Oh Nzambe, tika ete omitombola na likolo ya Lola; tika ete nkembo na Yo ezala awa na mokili mobimba!
6 They prepared a snare for my feet; and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.
Batiaki monyama na makolo na ngai mpo ete nakangama, batimolaki libulu liboso na ngai, kasi bango moko nde bakweyaki kati na libulu yango.
7 My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will Sing, and rehearse a psalm.
Nzambe, lendisa motema na ngai; Nzambe, lendisa motema na ngai. Nakoyembela Yo mpe nakosanzola Yo na mindule.
8 Arise, O my glory, arise psaltery and harp: I will arise early.
Lokumu na ngai, lamuka! Lindanda mpe nzenze, bolamuka! Nalingi kolamusa tongo.
9 I will give praise to thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing a psalm to thee among the nations.
Nkolo, nakosanzola Yo kati na mabota, nakosanzola Yo na mindule kati na bikolo.
10 For thy mercy is magnified even to the heavens: and thy truth unto the clouds.
Pamba te bolingo na Yo ezali monene, ekenda kino na Lola; mpe bosembo na Yo ekenda kino na mapata.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.
Nzambe, tika ete omitombola na likolo ya Lola; mpe tika ete nkembo na Yo etonda na mokili mobimba!
