Psalms 30
1 I will extol you, O LORD; for you have lifted me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Nzembo ya Davidi mpo na libulisi ya Tempelo. Yawe, nanetoli Yo, pamba te obimisaki ngai na libulu ya mozindo mpe otikaki te banguna na ngai kosepela na tina na ngai.
2 O LORD my God, I cried unto you, and you have healed me.
Yawe, Nzambe na ngai, nabelelaki Yo mpo na kosenga lisungi, mpe obikisaki ngai na bokono.
3 O LORD, you have brought up my soul from the grave: you have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Yawe, obimisaki ngai na mboka ya bakufi, obatelaki bomoi na ngai mosika na bato oyo bazali kokita na libulu. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing unto the LORD, O all of you saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
Boyemba banzembo mpo na lokumu ya Yawe, bino babulami na Ye; bokumisa Kombo na Ye ya bule.
5 For his anger endures but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
Pamba te kanda makasi na Ye ewumelaka mpo na mwa tango moke, kasi ngolu na Ye ewumelaka seko na seko; kolela ekoki kowumela kino na pokwa, kasi kosepela ekokota na tongo.
6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
Tango nazalaki na kimia, nalobaki: « Nakotikala kokweya te. »
7 LORD, by your favour you have made my mountain to stand strong: you did hide your face, and I was troubled.
Yawe, tango osalelaki ngai ngolu, olendisaki ngomba na ngai; kasi tango obombelaki ngai elongi, nabungisaki elikya.
8 I cried to you, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
Yawe, nabelelaki Yo; nabelelaki Yawe mpo na kosenga lisungi:
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? shall it declare your truth?
« Litomba nini ezali soki nakufi, soki nakiti na libulu? Boni, putulu ekokumisa Yo? Boni, ekosakola boyengebene na Yo?
10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be you my helper.
Yawe, yoka ngai mpe salela ngai ngolu; Yawe, zala lisungi na ngai. »
11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Obongoli kolela na ngai, okomisi yango mabina; olongoli mokumba na ngai mpe olatisi ngai esengo,
12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto you for ever.
mpo ete molimo na ngai ekumisa Yo na banzembo, kasi navanda nye te. Yawe, Nzambe na ngai, nakokumisa Yo libela na libela.
