Psalms 28
1 Unto thee will I cry, O Yhwh my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
Nzembo ya Davidi. Yawe, nazali kobelela Yo! Ozali Libanga na ngai, koboya te koyoka ngai. Soki te, nakozala lokola bato oyo bazali kokita na kunda.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
Yoka ngai tango nabondelaka Yo mpo na kosenga lisungi, tango natombolaka maboko na ngai, na kotala na ngambo ya Esika-Oyo-Eleki-Bule.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.
Kokumba ngai te elongo na bato mabe, elongo na bato oyo basalaka mabe, oyo balobaka makambo ya kimia epai ya baninga na bango, kasi babombaka mabe kati na mitema na bango.
4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.
Zongisela bango kolanda misala na bango, kolanda misala mabe na bango; zongisela bango kolanda misala ya maboko na bango, mpe kweyisela bango oyo ekoki na misala na bango.
5 Because they regard not the works of Yhwh, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
Pamba te bamemiaka te misala ya Yawe mpe makambo oyo akokisaka, akobamba bango na mabele mpe akotikala kotelemisa bango lisusu te.
6 Blessed be Yhwh, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
Tika ete Yawe akumisama, pamba te ayanoli mabondeli na ngai.
7 Yhwh is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
Yawe azali makasi mpe nguba na ngai; natielaka Ye motema na ngai, mpe asungaka ngai. Motema na ngai etondi na esengo, mpe nazali kokumisa Ye na banzembo na ngai.
8 Yhwh is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.
Yawe azali makasi ya bato na Ye, ndako batonga makasi epai wapi mopakolami na Ye azwaka lobiko.
9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.
Yawe, bikisa bato na Yo mpe pambola libula na Yo; zala mobateli na bango mpe sunga bango mpo na libela.
