Psalms 3
1 A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
Nzembo ya Davidi. Ayembaki yango tango azalaki kokima Abisalomi, mwana na ye. Oh Yawe, banguna na ngai bazali motango boni! Banguna boni oyo bazali kobundisa ngai!
2 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
Ebele bazali koloba na tina na ngai: « Nzambe akobikisa ye te! »
3 But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
Nzokande Yo, Yawe, ozali nguba mpe nkembo na ngai, Yo nde omatisaka lokumu na ngai.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
Nabelelaka Yawe, mpe ayanolaka ngai wuta na ngomba na Ye ya bule.
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
Nalalaka mpe nazwaka pongi; nalamukaka lisusu, pamba te Yawe azali makasi na ngai.
6 I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
Nakobanga te atako ebele ya bankoto bazingeli ngai na bangambo nyonso.
7 O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
Yawe, telema! Nzambe na ngai, kangola ngai! Beta banguna na ngai nyonso bambata, buka bato mabe minu.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Kokangolama na ngai ewutaka na Yawe. Tika ete lipamboli na Yo ewumela kati na bato na Yo.
