Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Wuta bolenge na ngai, banyokoli ngai bambala ebele. Tika ete Isalaele ezongela koloba:

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

« Wuta bolenge na ngai, banyokoli ngai bambala ebele, kasi batikali kolonga ngai te! »

3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

Bato mabe batimoli mokongo na ngai, bazokisi ngai bapota ya banzela milayi na mokongo.

4 The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Kasi lokola Yawe azali sembo, akati basinga ya bato mabe.

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Tika ete bato nyonso oyo bayinaka Siona bakufa soni mpe bazonga sima!

6 Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

Tika ete bakoma lokola matiti oyo ebotaka na likolo ya ndako mpe ekawukaka liboso ete balongola yango;

7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

tika ete mobuki bambuma ya bilanga atondisa na yango te maboko na ye, tika ete mokangi maboke ya banzete atondisa na yango te saki na ye.

8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

Tika ete baleki nzela baloba na bango te: « Tika ete Yawe apambola bino! » Topamboli bino na Kombo na Yawe!