< Psalms 144 >

1 A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
Nzembo ya Davidi. Tika ete Yawe, Libanga na ngai, apambolama; Ye oyo akembisaka maboko mpe makofi na ngai mpo na bitumba!
2 He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me.
Azali bolingo na ngai mpe ndako na ngai ya makasi, ebombamelo mpe mokangoli na ngai, nguba mpe ekimelo na ngai; Ye nde atiaka bato na ngai na se ya bokonzi na ngai.
3 Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
Oh Yawe, moto nde nani mpo ete obatelaka ye? Moto nde nani mpo ete okanisaka ye?
4 Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
Moto azali lokola mopepe, mikolo ya bomoi na ye ezali lokola elili oyo ezali koleka.
5 Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
Yawe, fungola likolo mpe kita awa na mabele! Yaka kosimba bangomba mpe sala ete ebimisa milinga!
6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
Tinda mikalikali mpe panza banguna na ngai; bwakela bango makonga na Yo mpe bungisa bango nzela.
7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
Tanda loboko na Yo wuta kuna na likolo mpo na kobikisa mpe kokangola ngai na mayi minene, na maboko ya bapaya
8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
oyo minoko na bango elobaka kaka lokuta mpe maboko na bango elapaka ndayi ya lokuta.
9 I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
Oh Nzambe, nakoyembela Yo nzembo ya sika, nakobetela Yo lindanda ya basinga zomi.
10 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
Ezali Yo, Nzambe, nde opesaka bakonzi elonga, obikisaka Davidi, mosali na Yo, liboso ya mopanga oyo ebomaka.
11 Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
Bikisa mpe kangola ngai na maboko ya bapaya oyo minoko na bango elobaka kaka lokuta mpe maboko na bango elapaka ndayi ya lokuta.
12 That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:
Bana mibali na biso bazali lokola milona, bazali kokola malamu wuta na bomwana na bango; bana basi na biso bazali lokola bililingi kitoko oyo batoboli na bamir ya ndako ya mokonzi.
13 That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
Bibombelo na biso etondi na biloko ya ndenge na ndenge; bameme na biso ezali kobotana na minkoko, na bankoto zomi kati na bitonga na biso;
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
bangombe na biso ezali minene; likama ezali te, zemi ezali kosopana te, mpe koganga moko te ya pasi ezali koyokana na bisika na biso.
15 Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
Esengo na bato oyo batondisami na bolamu ya boye! Esengo na bato oyo Yawe azali Nzambe na bango!

< Psalms 144 >