Psalms 131

1 “A song of the degrees by David.” O Lord, my heart was not haughty, nor were my eyes lofty: neither have I walked after matters too great, or those too wonderful for me.

Nzembo ya Davidi. Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Yawe, motema na ngai ezali na lofundu te, miso na ngai ezali na posa makasi te; namipesaka te na makambo oyo eleki ya minene mpe eleki pasi mpo na ngai.

2 Surely I have pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.

Kasi nabatelaki kimia kati na motema na ngai mpe namitungisaki te lokola mwana moke elongo na mama na ye. Nazali na kimia lokola mwana oyo mama alongola na mabele.

3 Let Israel wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.

Isalaele, tia elikya kati na Yawe kobanda sik’oyo mpe libela na libela.