Psalms 144
1 BLESSED be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
Nzembo ya Davidi. Tika ete Yawe, Libanga na ngai, apambolama; Ye oyo akembisaka maboko mpe makofi na ngai mpo na bitumba!
2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under 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 takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
Oh Yawe, moto nde nani mpo ete obatelaka ye? Moto nde nani mpo ete okanisaka ye?
4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Moto azali lokola mopepe, mikolo ya bomoi na ye ezali lokola elili oyo ezali koleka.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
Yawe, fungola likolo mpe kita awa na mabele! Yaka kosimba bangomba mpe sala ete ebimisa milinga!
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
Tinda mikalikali mpe panza banguna na ngai; bwakela bango makonga na Yo mpe bungisa bango nzela.
7 Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
Tanda loboko na Yo wuta kuna na likolo mpo na kobikisa mpe kokangola ngai na mayi minene, na maboko ya bapaya
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, 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 will sing a new song unto thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
Oh Nzambe, nakoyembela Yo nzembo ya sika, nakobetela Yo lindanda ya basinga zomi.
10 It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
Ezali Yo, Nzambe, nde opesaka bakonzi elonga, obikisaka Davidi, mosali na Yo, liboso ya mopanga oyo ebomaka.
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
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 sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished 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 garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
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 no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
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 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.
Esengo na bato oyo batondisami na bolamu ya boye! Esengo na bato oyo Yawe azali Nzambe na bango!
